YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Heard Of Me Lyrics

“Heard Of Me” is a song by the rapper NBA YoungBoy. The song was released on September 30, 2023, along with an official music video. It is available for streaming and download on various platforms. The song is a new single by NBA YoungBoy, who is known for his constant outpouring of material. The lyrics of the song can be found on YouTube.

Heard Of Me Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
(Damn, Ken man)
Shit, that’s that bitch
Uh, baow
It’s lil’ Top, nigga, what it is?
You already know how I get down
I got all these bitches around, all these bitches inside my home, nigga
Yeah, with a half a million inside my bag, bitch
Yeah, with a big strap on my couch right now
How you wan’ do it?
Nigga, biggest five, huh?

[Chorus]
Now, look, I know you heard of me, ha
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Oh, look, I know you heard of me
I got my mama out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I’m the man
I said, “I know you heard of me”
‘Bout how I leave ’em dead from goin’ ‘cross that net, playin’
Tryna see ’bout that shit you sayin’
I know you heard of me
Bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come gеt that blick outside my hand, I’m murder man, bitch
That drum gon’ talk like it’s a band

[Verse 1]
Got еighty acres worth of land
But they wan’ see me lose, wan’ see me lose my groove, wan’ see me throw my fuckin’ hand
They ain’t give a hand, not one time, pussy bitch, I’m ’bout mine
And I’ve been known to sling iron, I’ll have your whole family cryin’
And I made millions through my whole career
Dropped from out of school without a plan, I could’ve fucked up, got killed
I’ve been on the stand just like a man, these twenty-three long years
Life inside in the can, I said, “I can,” bitch, who would not shed tears?
Bitch, keep it real

[Refrain]
No, won’t take that route ’cause I’m out, I done let it off in the south
Havin’ police knock on the door, mama tell me, “Stay in the house”
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin’ hard ever since I had my turn, oh
I see these pussy niggas plottin’ on me (See them plottin’)
I say, I gotta keep that rocket on me (Gotta keep that iron)
In the club, stuntin’ with these hoes
Just don’t know, nigga watchin’ your arm

[Verse 2]
Huh, they watch my neck, huh, know I got that check
I’m gon’ flex, got that TEC
Huh, play, I let this bitch out right on set, best come correct
Or get stomped out your shit, this a bet
Bitch, I’m rich, I ride ’round with that stick, fuck a fed
Got too much sense inside my head to lose it all behind a ho
Tryna get a session with DJ Khaled and make ’em all lay on the floor
Tryna let that rookie open my venue and kill his whole clique at the show
He’s from an hour away and from that distance, I could see that he a ho
I peep your chain out with my scope, I get your address from my folk
We grab them sticks, it’s time to kill, play Jackie Neal, that’s how we roll
I know life won’t be fucked up forever, God blessin’ all the steppers
Trap niggas and real bitches, my clique gon’ ball forever
Wreck, we gon’ bang it out, we gon’ hit it, just let me know
Pop a pussy, pop prescriptions, pop a check, ooh
Bitch, pop that pussy, fuck who lookin’, throw that neck, ooh
I beat it down, straight from the back, then eat you like my food
Now, look, I know you heard of me
That boy who breakin’ all the rules, that child who barely find peace
That boy who make that bitch get tattoos of a whole face of me
Inside Cristal, we soak our feet, it’s gangster, it’s gangster
[Chorus]
Now, look, I know you heard of me, ha
I leave shit dead inside the street, I had foreign cars at just sixteen, bitch
Oh, look, I know you heard of me
I got my mama out the hood, I got myself from out the streets, bitch, I’m the man
I said, “I know you heard of me”
‘Bout how I leave ’em dead from goin’ ‘cross that net, playin’
Tryna see ’bout that shit you sayin’
I know you heard of me
Bah, bah, bitch, that be me
Come get that blick outside my hand, I’m murder man, bitch
That drum gon’ talk like it’s a band

[Refrain]
I see these pussy niggas plottin’ on me (See them plottin’)
I say, I gotta keep that rocket on me (Gotta keep that iron)
In the club, stuntin’ with these hoes
Just don’t know, nigga watchin’ your arm
No, won’t take that route ’cause I’m out, I done let it off in the south
Havin’ police knock on the door, mama tell me, “Stay in the house”
Had some pain since I was a child, hope your happiness done been bought
Or least been earned, I been goin’ hard ever since I had my turn, oh