Never Been lyrics
by Cash Kidd
[Verse 1: Rocaine]
I never been a ho, I put that on my mama
All my n*ggas got the mags, these ain't no condems
I lay a pus*y down, if he sending problems
Have him staring at more choppers than the Ghost Rider
She ride the di*k with no hands, she be ghost riding
Getting head [?] while I [?]
I heard his death on my hands, but I ain't worried 'bout it
How the f*ck you looking for me when I'm not hiding?
My n*gga Tay f*cked up, and he ain't [?]
Got the 40 on him now, he dair you try to rob him
b*tch, my name [?] I ain't with the fighting
b*tch, I always carey [?]
Everybody got them straps, and they not licenced
My n*gga [?] he ain't ghost writing
[Chorus: Rocaine]
I nevеr been a f*ck n*gga
I never going broke
I nеver been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
I ain't never been a ho, I put that on my mama
That sh*t you spent on your car, I spent that on my closet
Hundred round drum, I put that on my chopper
All that money you brag about, gon' spend that on a doctor
I grind hard, grind hard til I'm in a big mansion
My wrist dancing, my ear ringing, stay moonwalking like M. Jackson
I been stacking, run up and get wacked, 'cause I'm strapped like Bin Ladin
Big gun with a drum on that b*tch, I think I'm Nick Cannon
Let's go, let's get this sh*t cracking, let's state some facts, n*gga
Your favorite rapper just rapping, he don't live that sh*t in his raps, n*gga
f*ck your b*tch and give her back, n*gga
You wondering why your b*tch choose
But if you knew what I paid for these, then you'd probably be on my di*k too
They talking down, til I catch them walking round
Hold it down, bao bao bao, spark the crowd, they chalk the ground
Bullet holes so big, I can see right through him like an ultrasound
Shoot his legs [?] got nobody like a foster child
b*tch
[Chorus: Rocaine]
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
[Verse 3: CA$$O]
I ain't never been a ho, you can go and tell them that
As far as me being broke, I'm never going back
Fact, all these n*ggas act, but I got a strap
So n*ggas that put on [?] clap
I be like f*ck everybody, [?]
Got everybody looking, like who is this n*gga Ca$$o?
I'm the n*gga from the way [?] sh*t like the lotto
Your b*tch all on my di*k, if she brave enough, she can swallow
[?]
All y'all n*ggas [?] y'all be sounding like some preachers
How the f*ck you gon' expect for us to take you n*ggas serious?
We don't know your names, but you asking five for a feature, n*gga
That's too bad, y'all think [?]
[?] myself, because I'm getting [?]
[?] them guns drawn, 'cause you mad
[?] phone call, your mans down, that's too bad
Ca$$o, n*gga
[Chorus: Rocaine]
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
[Verse 4: Stackboi Ty]
[?] n*ggas, locked up, I'm going with them
Feds talk, I never listen
Stick to killers, go and get them
[?] talk, Serie ass n*ggas
Broke as hell ain't talking 'bout sh*t, scary ass n*ggas
[?] on your block, aim for your grandma block
[?] got the [?]
[?] drum, that's 50 in the Glock
Trap house going [?]
Oh, you broke and need some help
[?] f*cked up, n*gga
Where the f*ck was you when we was f*cked up, n*gga?
f*ck a handout, switch your game up
Rule number one, no new n*ggas, day ones
But if a n*gga talking [?], we best friends
[?] with them m's, they get the FN
Run up on n*ggas with no mask
Body bags, yellow tape, [?] toe tag
[Chorus: Rocaine]
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke
I never been a f*ck n*gga
I'm never going broke