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Name Taken - Hold On For Your Dearest Life Lyrics

Swerving by YoungBoy Never Broke Again




Swerving
(We love you Heavy)
Oh (Say 10, stay dangerous)

Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six
Chains across a nigga neck, it cost me a brick
Throw away the burner, and you know I had to throw away my b**ch
(Medusa Got That Pressure) Cross the line, nigga, Top gon' introduce you to some raw sh*t
New 23, I bought this, they don't know nothin' 'bout this
Tryna flash 'em, blast 'em, smash 'em, then go change my outfit
Goldman's Sachs, got that 4 Magnum, I be on straight boss sh*t
Bullets feel like Rolls, I let you have 'em if you cross me
It's a new Patek, my nigga, I'm strapped up, they ain't check my denim
It go down, straight up, we send him, bro'nem let off shots out rentals
Four new million, don't be speakin', they be tryna find my brother
Be tryna find out how I killed 'em
Check my swag, it's like a Demon ridin'

Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six
With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby

Look, slidin' in a Porsche, turned up in my rear view
Think I hear Big Dump inside my ear, don't let 'em steal you
We be standin' on sh*t throughout the year, they get killed too
Vacuum seal, that money dried up, and my tears too
Lil' bro ain't even out of middle school, but on pills too
Any keeper to the [?] of you, he gon' get at you
Let a nigga try to top off fightin', we gon' hit at you
Keep an evil look inside my eyes, I'm on Jigga, ooh

Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six
With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby

Beatin' 'em in that dumper, it [?] dealin' credentials
Stick be full of lead, that's pencils, they'll write you off if you whistle
I got sh*t I put in order, they think that youngin' my [?]
We go toe-to-toe with katanas, shovel graveyards, that's my summer
I ain't use no gloves to package, that's my fingerprints, redo shippin'
We let junior drive, road blastin', ten from out the MAC just to flip 'em
Change your 'fit, switch out your pants, and burn the rental (Yeah, yeah)
Well-trained, 4KTrey, hollow sounds, f**kin' spin 'em

Swervin' on the E-way on the E, it's 'bout six
With them demon babies, wet the block, Osama crazy
Chain look like some Now and Laters, get in lane, start changin' faces
Shoot the scene like Morgan Tracy, tell 'em I be YoungBoy, baby




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