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NBA Youngboy - Self Control

Self Control by NBA Youngboy Lyrics I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin' When my grandma died, I had to beat the odds and it weren't easy When Boozilla died, I almost lost my mind, broke me to pieces We was slangin' nines for Dump and all the rest, it ain't no secret 38 across my neck, we be them boys you don't want beef with Smokin' drugs, smelly when I hit the door, 'cause I need it I ain't the one, these pussy niggas know I be fiendin' I bought the car with diamonds 'round my throat, bitch, I'm beamin' I don't think them niggas can't see me I be paranoid while I'm leanin' Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin' I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all Whole lot of racks on the VVs I'm so slime, got a Glock when they greet me Got a whole lot of people that need me Bust yo' head all over the right thing I ain't got nothin' but a dub and a Black Card inside of my Amiri jeans I just want head, can't fuck in the bed It's just some things don't excite me Testin' yo' gun inside of the backyard, let it hit, get your aim up My youngin' official, he wait in yo' backyard And I call him to bang through Wake up in the morning, get fresh as a bitch I'ma walk into you in some Margielas And the way we gon' dump at the boy with the stick I'ma finish him off with a foner I be thinkin' about Dump all over the time This shit just don't feel right I don't go to no club, I be takin' these drugs Ridin' and keepin' that steel tight Every night 'fore I sleep I think 'bout the north side where I grew up, now hold tight Player, I put you to sleep before you could see Pull up where you be and it's on sight I'ma leave it with what I came here for, now what you sayin'? You don't wan' take it there, don't go there with us, nah Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with plenty racks off in my hands And we ain't come here for to lose, we want it all Smokin' drugs 'cause I need it So I could be calm instead of dangerous when you see me You niggas know we quick to let it blow for any reason Kick down yo' door, post up on yo' front porch, and we ain't leavin'