Overdose
Ofln - YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
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Ayy I ain't no gangster, I ain't no killer
I ain't no gangbanger, I'm me
Like everybody make mistakes, that's life
Name one fuckin' person who ain't make mistakes, you feel me?
Man like we, I don't know what to say
I don't know if I'm targeted
I don't know if it's from what I speak about, like I don't know
Yeah, yeah
And they ain't never seen this shit before
Ooh, BigHead on the beat
Young nigga shit
Bitch, gang, gang, gang, gang, hrrr
38 Baby
Without no coat I was walkin' and meditatin' in the rain
Reminiscing about bein' in prison, I was locked in them chains
Without no drugs I was workin' and stimulatin' my brain
I ain't gotta act how I was actin', everything done changed
I was missing out on plenty shit, just watchin' time fly past
I was broke, down on my dick, I had to get me a bag
Havin' shootouts broad day and we runnin' from task
I put my flex down, never sit down, I told that bitch I'll never stand down
Creepin' on your block with a hundred rounds
Go to shoot and try to run
Hop out the whip and we gon' run you down
Shoot him dead up his head, knock off his dreads
Now he can't make a sound
Kill him where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain quick
Sippin' on this drank, RIP Fredo, this that bang shit
Doin' the same thing, time pass, got a bitch with a fat ass
I told her turn around and bust it open
That Soulja Slim, that C Murder, come in the tank just like No Limit soldier
I'm poppin' X so I'm steady rollin'
Say he a gangster, got his chest out
When I hit him with this Glock I bet I fold him
None of these niggas ain't never play with me
Play with me, I bet you see
Fuck that Twitter beefin', you want beef, I pull up where you sleep
Bitch I'm out the North, 38 Baby, I come from the streets
Two clips on that chopper for to stretch you when we fuckin' meet
Got 'em all boxed in at the location, the police movin' in
People tryna catch me with a pistol just to turn me in
Same shit you did to go to jail, don't do that shit again
Bitch I'm screamin' fuck you, never change, thuggin' to the end
I got a question, tell me what these niggas hatin' for?
Why they steady sayin' the gon' snatch my chain though?
You want to rap, how you gon' think without a brain though?
Take gunpowder out a bullet, put some crack, now this that 'caine flow
I'ma hit 'em with this bitch and watch 'em overdose (shoot 'em up yeah, yeah)
I'ma hit 'em with this bitch and watch 'em overdose (fill 'em up yeah, yeah)
Overdose, I kill 'em slow
What's the 4-1-1, they know I be, I be 'bout whatever
You ain't got no bodies, you ain't 'bout it, boy you are not a stepper
You play with me, bitch ain't no hidin', ain't nobody can help you
Send your ass to the devil, in envelope like a letter
Got an FN with a clip with different colors up in it
It's all brass like a penny, only see fire when I spit it
I ain't shoot this bitch in a minute, a nigga play, he can get it
Double G, that stand for gang, you niggas know how we livin'
The lyrics to "Overdose" by Ofln - YoungBoy Never Broke Again speak to the artist's personal journey and the struggles he has faced. He begins by asserting that he is not a bad person, nor is he involved in violent activities like being a gangster or a killer. He acknowledges that everyone makes mistakes in life and wonders if he is being targeted or criticized for the things he speaks about. Despite these uncertainties, he remains true to himself, determined to be his authentic self until his last breath.
The verses delve into some of the hardships and challenges he has experienced. He reflects on walking without a coat in the rain, reminiscing about his time in prison and the feeling of being locked up. He also mentions stimulat
Line by Line Meaning
Without no coat I was walkin' and meditatin' in the rain
I was enduring hardship and deep thought without any protection or comfort
Reminiscing about bein' in prison, I was locked in them chains
Reflecting on my time in jail, feeling confined and trapped
Without no drugs I was workin' and stimulatin' my brain
Even without substances, I was actively working and pushing my mental limits
I ain't gotta act how I was actin', everything done changed
I don't feel the need to continue behaving the way I used to, because everything has changed
I was missing out on plenty shit, just watchin' time fly past
I was realizing all the things I had been missing out on while time was passing by
I was broke, down on my dick, I had to get me a bag
I was financially struggling, so I had to find a way to make money
Havin' shootouts broad day and we runnin' from task
Engaging in gun battles during daylight and evading law enforcement
I put my flex down, never sit down, I told that bitch I'll never stand down
I refuse to compromise my principles or back down from any threats
Creepin' on your block with a hundred rounds
Quietly approaching your neighborhood with a large quantity of ammunition
Go to shoot and try to run
I will shoot at you and chase you if you attempt to flee
Hop out the whip and we gon' run you down
We will quickly exit the vehicle and pursue you
Shoot him dead up his head, knock off his dreads
Deliberately shoot him in the head, causing his dreadlocks to fall off
Now he can't make a sound
He is now incapable of making any noise
Kill him where he stand, we live by law and we gon' lay it down
We adhere to the rules of the streets and will eliminate him right where he is
Tell me he want smoke, 187, that's that same shit
If he provokes us and desires conflict, we will respond with deadly force, just like before
.357 send you to heaven, knock out your brain quick
A .357 caliber weapon can send you to the afterlife, causing quick and severe brain trauma
Sippin' on this drank, RIP Fredo, this that bang shit
As I consume this intoxicating beverage, I pay tribute to the late rapper Fredo with this explosive and energetic music
Doin' the same thing, time pass, got a bitch with a fat ass
Continuing my same lifestyle, as time goes by, surrounded by a woman who possesses a notable physical feature
I told her turn around and bust it open
I instructed her to turn around and exhibit her sexual prowess
That Soulja Slim, that C Murder, come in the tank just like No Limit soldier
Drawing inspiration from rappers Soulja Slim and C Murder, I am as formidable as a soldier from the No Limit Records era
I'm poppin' X so I'm steady rollin'
I am consuming ecstasy pills, leading to a continuous state of euphoria and excitement
Say he a gangster, got his chest out
He claims to be a tough and fearless individual
When I hit him with this Glock I bet I fold him
If I shoot him with this Glock handgun, I am confident he will quickly succumb to the pain
None of these niggas ain't never play with me
None of these individuals have ever dared to challenge or provoke me
Play with me, I bet you see
If you choose to engage in a confrontation with me, you will undoubtedly witness the consequences
Fuck that Twitter beefin', you want beef, I pull up where you sleep
I disregard trivial online conflicts; if you truly want a problem, I will confront you in your own territory
Bitch I'm out the North, 38 Baby, I come from the streets
I proudly represent my neighborhood in North Baton Rouge, known as '38 Baby,' as I originate from the tough streets
Two clips on that chopper for to stretch you when we fuckin' meet
I have two ammunition magazines loaded on my assault rifle, prepared to inflict serious harm upon our encounter
Got 'em all boxed in at the location, the police movin' in
We have successfully trapped and cornered our adversaries at a specific spot, and the police are closing in
People tryna catch me with a pistol just to turn me in
Others are attempting to catch me with an illegal firearm in order to report me to law enforcement
Same shit you did to go to jail, don't do that shit again
Avoid repeating the actions that led you to incarceration in the first place
Bitch I'm screamin' fuck you, never change, thuggin' to the end
I boldly express my disdain for you and affirm my commitment to remain true to my thug lifestyle until the very end
I got a question, tell me what these niggas hatin' for?
I'm curious to know the reason behind these individuals' animosity and jealousy
Why they steady sayin' the gon' snatch my chain though?
Why do they consistently claim that they will forcefully remove my chain from my neck?
You want to rap, how you gon' think without a brain though?
If you aspire to be a rapper, how do you expect to be successful without any intelligence or creativity?
Take gunpowder out a bullet, put some crack, now this that 'caine flow
Using the metaphor of altering a bullet, I have created a unique style of rapping influenced by the effects of cocaine
I'ma hit 'em with this bitch and watch 'em overdose (shoot 'em up yeah, yeah)
I will strike them with this firearm, causing them to experience an overwhelming and fatal reaction (shoot them, yeah, yeah)
Overdose, I kill 'em slow
I metaphorically cause their demise by inflicting gradual harm and destruction
What's the 4-1-1, they know I be, I be 'bout whatever
What's the information and gossip circulating? They are aware that I am involved in all sorts of activities
You ain't got no bodies, you ain't 'bout it, boy you are not a stepper
If you haven't caused any fatalities, you are not truly committed to a criminal lifestyle, young man
You play with me, bitch ain't no hidin', ain't nobody can help you
If you provoke me, there will be no escape or assistance available to you
Send your ass to the devil, in envelope like a letter
I will send you straight to hell, sealed inside an envelope as if you were a letter
Got an FN with a clip with different colors up in it
I possess a FN firearm with a magazine containing bullets of various colors
It's all brass like a penny, only see fire when I spit it
All the bullet casings are made of brass, resembling a penny, and you will only witness the blaze when I fire them
I ain't shoot this bitch in a minute, a nigga play, he can get it
It has been a while since I last used this firearm, but if someone provokes me, they will definitely face its wrath
Double G, that stand for gang, you niggas know how we livin'
Double G represents our gang, and you all are fully aware of the lifestyle we embrace
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Brenden Murray, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@rob3869
Only people who came back to this 3 years later can like😁
@ayanadottin7593
I'm here
@jadensmith4787
Yessir😆‼️
@kinglos5606
Ain't even been 3 years dumb ass
@perkfrmdaovu3820
Same
@perkfrmda9
I’m here lol
@nanatingzzz5018
Kentrell was 18 when this dropped...True Legend
@emma-je9oq
he 21 now
@emma-je9oq
this album came out 3 yrs ag today
@nanatingzzz5018
@@emma-je9oq yea ik he's 21 thats crazy Trell a true legend