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NBA YoungBoy - Finest (Lyrics)

#lyrics #lyricvideo #music #vibes #pop #rap #top #nbayoungboy #finest 🔔Subscribe and turn on notifications to stay updated with new uploads. Lyrics : [Intro] Huh, huh Look, go [Verse 1] I say, God, who am I? Prayin' to the sky I'm anxious and I'm desperate, I be wishin' that I cry Tired of situations, I be wishin' that I die "Top, why you keep complainin'?" You'll forever be my child Livin' wild, Father, this is not how I was raised up Opps wanna frame us, DA wanna hang us I'm sorry for my thoughts and actions that ain't to your likin' Man, I'm scarred, this ain't no facades, I don't really like me I don't know who I could run to I don't know where I could run and hide Your intentions'll get you dead opps for the live Gangsters approachin', look what this come to They tellin' me I'm that guy, while off inside I'm still holdin' off the feelings of a child [Chorus] Thuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time Hustlin' at its finest, all my life, I've been tryna get it right I don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here oh, I Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am Runnin' from my purpose Lord, it been a earthquake Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peace Can you say when it's on the way? [Post-Chorus] Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fuck me like you do? Huh? My job got us fussin' I've been hustlin' all for you I done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did I don't give a fuck, I speak the truth I'll take my stick, blow out the roof I made a T-top out the coupe From KD car to a Bentley [Verse 2] I don't trip, they laughin' at my pain I worry God as I'm sinnin' Scary-bitch, look at my chain They swear to God that I'm winnin', but I've been losin' and paranoid Might be my boy tryna get me Stuck in prison, fuck this system Snortin' ice inside my nose, 'til I noticed that I'm trippin' I'm the one who got control Bitch, I made me eight million whole time that I was down I don't give a fuck about no money might still catch me with a frown Might still catch me with my white Glock I'm in Ogden on a white block, what the threat says even though I fuck with south side Grandma passed away, saw her on FaceTime that night, mornin', she died Tell me when it's comin', I've been waitin', five I know you hear me [Chorus] Thuggin' at its finest, murder at a all time Hustlin' at its finest, all my life, I've been tryna get it right I don't need you up and leavin' me, I need you here oh, I Pray on my knees at night so the angels see I am not who they said I am Runnin' from my purpose Lord, it been a earthquake Trust in my fire, oh, I been needin' some peace Can you say when it's on the way? [Post-Chorus] Oh, bae, you love me? Can you fuck me like you do? Huh? My job got us fussin' I've been hustlin' all for you I done got up in some trouble, but can't tell you what I do, what I done, or what I did I don't give a fuck, I speak the truth I'll take my stick, blow out the roof I made a T-top out the coupe From KD car to a Bentley