YoungBoy Never Broke Again‘s career has been a wild ride in a relatively short amount of time. In spite of a string of legal issues that have plagued his career, the teenage Louisiana native has created a cult following that has long awaited his new album, Until Death Call My Name (out today).
First making waves with his 2016 mixtape 38 Baby, YoungBoy Never Broke Again’s breakout year would end on a sour note due to his Dec. 2016 arrest in Austin, Texas, on suspicion of attempted first-degree murder stemming from a drive-by shooting in Baton Rouge, La.
After taking a plea deal, YoungBoy Never Broke Again was released in May 2017. Three months later, he dropped his first commercial mixtape, AI YoungBoy, which debuted at No. 24 on the Billboard 200, evidence of his growing popularity and ability to translate his buzz into tangible success.
Led by the singles “No Smoke” and “Untouchable,” which peaked at No. 61 and No. 95 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, respectively, AI YoungBoy continued to raise the upstart’s profile heading into 2018, but YoungBoy Never Broke Again face yet another setback when he was arrested in Florida in February on a warrant from Georgia and charged with assault, weapons violations and kidnapping. (Around the same time, a hotel surveillance video leaked that depicts him assaulting his girlfriend.)
After giving Until Death Calls My Name a few focused listens, XXL picked 20 standout lyrics from YoungBoy Never Broke Again’s debut.
“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’ they 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” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“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'” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Interrogated by detectives won’t tell ’em I did it/I told Montana that I love him, on Dave I meant it/Put 20 thousand on his head, they catch him I send it/Get on my knee on side the bed like ‘Father, forgive me’/Was sellin’ weed fucked up my profit, I ain’t make a dolla’/The fame getting to my niggas, I cut off my partners/Before I call on you, I put my trust up in this choppa’/Movin’ like he can’t get touched real quick, I bet I stop em'” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Young nigga fillin’ up his arm with some heroin/He was abandoned as a child screaming red rum/You spell it backwards, what that mean? Nigga, murder/Livin’ wrong and right, trustin’ nobody till the his time come/Batty Bwoy if you cross I’ma take your life/I’m full of drugs so I’ma die if I get caught tonight/Tell my lil’ brother and my sons it’s gone be alright/NBA to the end, it’s a way of life” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Used to be broke but now I’m rich, I’m spendin’ every penny/Tupac Shakur, ridin’ through the North up in the Bentley/Curtis Jackson ain’t no actin’ when I’m on a mission/Tryna assassinate my character, I ain’t say I did it/Nigga, you got that yayo? (Well cook somethin’ nigga)/Nigga, you let them Ks go? (Well bust somethin’ nigga)/Oh, you duckin’ them laws? (You better run from them nigga)/Oh, you playin’ with that raw? (Well look here, front some nigga)” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“My lil’ hitter quiet like Slim, we don’t shoot above the rim/We gon’ pop ’em when we see ’em, whip his pockets ‘fore we kill ’em/We got the police on our trail, so we runnin’ when we see ’em/Don’t wanna front us no heroin, we gon’ rob ’em when we see ’em, bitch/Police hit our stash house but we ain’t closing shop/They got some niggas movin’ work to stay right up the block/Knock on the door, I need a zone, yeah I got the guap/Soon as he open up the door, he gon’ see the Glock” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“I just got a pet monkey, cashed out on a tiger/But really don’t want it, my son don’t like him/He say that we beefin, you know I won’t fight him/My clip full of thunder, you know I’ll strike ’em/Wanna join NBA, go and catch you a body/Free Kevin Gates, it’s a murder for hire/Double G gang on the front of my title/Got rid of my Glock and I bought me a rifle” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“I shot to the top just like I’m a rocket/I ain’t have a dollar inside of my pocket/Put that on my gang, I swear I ain’t stoppin’/Strapped up and I’m vest up, I’m an astronaut kid/They say pain like meteorites/I got the world in my eyes/The chosen one, I got the prize/I got my niggas on my side” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Chasin’ that money, I ain’t been to sleep in three days/Can’t waste my time, I get that money ’cause I need it/Got all these hoes in here bling, yeah the G way/I bet you ain’t never met a nigga cut like me, yeah/We be them niggas, we ain’t worried ’bout nobody/I’m with my niggas, I want you to try to stop me/I’m a real gangster, got them hitters right beside me/Ran up that money, bitch now I could say we poppin'” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Real Blood, keep that torch when I’m ridin’/Nigga try to take what I earn, I’ma slide him/Lately I been slippin’ case, goin’ through some trials lately/Let that fake shit go ’cause I got money on my mind, nigga/Rich gang or don’t bang, nigga/Up in that foreign, I been swervin’ lane to lane/I’m too official, got black diamonds in my chain, nigga/I ran it up, you niggas go and do the same, nigga” —Birdman
“Out the blue I do some magic like I be Houdini/My diamonds wet they Aquafina like they made in Fiji/I get that act, I crack the seal, and pour it in some Fiji/I cop a ‘vette, I drop my top, and ask you “Did you see me?”/Gone off that molly I’m zooted and booted/Got snake on my collar I tell you it’s Gucci/I swear that I’m bout it, you play I’ma shoot it/I’m a 38 baby I swear that I’m ruthless” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“I go hop in the round, with two choppers and the glizzy/If they say that they want smoke, when I catch ’em I hop out and zip ’em/You around then you turn to a victim/When I up it I’m shooting civilians/I can bet my whole bank, that’s on my name, I’ma kill ’em” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Percs and molly in my casket so I can roll in heaven/Get a bad bitch up out of Magic, need a ho in heaven/I need me a TEC and I need me a stick, have a shootout with the devil/No weed up in my kingdom, Ben said that he need a seven” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Traumatized since I was a boy/Hit the target, we don’t shoot at cars/We’ll shoot at 12, nigga fuck the law/Scream fuck ’em all, we forever ball/When I hit the head, watch the body fall/It’s guns up when we involved/Thirty eight baby, keep my revolver/Glizzy with a dick, that’s the problem solver” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Would it all get better, yeah/Tell me was it all worth it?/No fortune teller make me clever, yeah/Deep inside I been hurtin’/Tired of tryin’ and I’m sick of crying-ing/I been searchin’ mind-inds, baby I been lurking, yeah/You left me clueless time after time/I’m behind the blind-inds, I open up them curtains” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“I was standing outside of the door/When Terrell had stuck up the store/Look at my eyes tell me what you see/Whole lotta pain, you can’t say that you don’t/Give up on you I won’t say that I won’t/A lot of people I had that to leave alone/Momma told that I’m going to jail/I ain’t respond I just hang up the phone” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Risk my life on my partna care if he is right or wrong/So much pain in my body I’ve been like this too long/So much tryna stop me but I keep movin’ on/I never give up I gotta keep it strong/Things ain’t been going right/Take a risk and you gamble your life/Forever thuggin’ on site/My heart cold at night” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“I just speed race for the dollars/Got cuban link on my collar/Keep a plane AP on my wrist/I done already got rich/Got 20 chains in the vault/Put a dog food to my dawg/I’m on prometh every single day/I don’t never have withdrawals” —Future
“State property, Beanie Sigel/I’m close to the water like seagulls/Heroin, I don’t play with needles/If you want your bitch, better keep her/Once I fuck I’m gon’ mistreat her/Once I fuck I gotta eat her/Pour syrup all in the liter/Devil child, bitch I’m a demon” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Get up, go get it if I ever want it/I got some Act in my cup, and I’m loaded/I pop them Perkys, you know I control it/Straight off the dome, you know I ain’t wrote it/Gotta tell it, swear it’s hard for to hold it/Up with the Glock, and you know I’ma blow it/Pour up my cup and I sip it/Whatever I want, I go get it/Came from rags to riches/Blew up and took over my city” —YoungBoy Never Broke Again