YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Run in Here Lyrics

Run in Here Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again.

[Intro]
You okay?
We came back for you
Thank you for digging my grave up
We knew you wasn’t dead
You’re not alone
My God, bless you for that
“yessir”

[Hook/Chorus]
I done died and came back and I still see the same thang
I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed

[Verse 1]
Ben say he saw himself change form more than once, I’m like Lord what he done
5 ton jack, better stay strapped I’m talking more than Elon
You die on me I’m all alone, it won’t make sense we didn’t won
Let me know if we should run, I turn up call up Juwan
Devil got a n—a back watch him bag in the back all my work in Monique house
N—-s find where we at 20 shots in the tech they gon’ wait in the front soon as three call
Dang baby how the f–k I’m gon’ change now
Ion wanna go blow out my brain now
If I go to Allah, look at him like God, that mean I can’t scream NBA now
So I can’t run to that, I won’t get into that ’cause I can’t change up
And since you told me that, that must be why you set your man up “oh lord”
Came back from the dead and I’m still seeing you do the same thing
Women still disloyal, n—-s don’t honor you gotta admit you ain’t change lanes
Give ’em what they want all the tigers get they eat on
Running through the streets armed robbers got they skis on
Post up in the front, I’m not Dom I see my blood gone
‘Cause my grandma dead and gone, b—h it ain’t no runnin home “b—h I ain’t running”

[Hook/Chorus]
I done died and came back and I still see the same thang
“and I still see the same thang”
I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed “ain’t no damn thang change”

[Verse 2]
Die for this, you gon’ die for that, we don’t play about it better stand on that
Pick the money up wit a lumberjack, what the sack weigh you can’t run wit that
He done called in ain’t no falling back, he done threw his pack on my uncle lap
And now he sitting up in the cell for over 2 years, how I’m supposed to get over that?
N—a f–k that we gon’ turn to that, when they run down they pushing his s–t back
Two commandments that’s a 10 crack, Oldheads at the trap wit a 6 pack
That’s the same thang ain’t a thang change, but the flag for ones who gang bang “red”
Rappers still letting they chain hang, youngins and elders still do ‘caine

[Hook/Chorus]
I done died and came back and I still see the same thang
I done died and came back, came back I see not a damn thang changed