Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti – Neva Again Lyrics

Neva Again

Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti

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"Neva Again." - Moneybagg Yo & Yo Gotti

Sunday, 18 October 2026, 02:40 pm

Album: 2 Federal

Track No: 09

Yeah, check it, check it
(808 Mafia)
Real speak, ****, real life shit
Neva again shit, like fo' real
I done been through cold shit, but I told 'em, I said
I promised myself that shit won't happen again, yeah
I don't know where to start
I don't know how to start
I don't know where to begin
Fuck it, I'm going straight in (Fuck it)
I guess the mad I chose the beats
Over the streets
The shit ain't the same homie
I though you were my main home
You put dirt on my name homie
Gold **** in chains on me
I keep that thing on me
Better stay in your lane, homie
Shit been crazy since I started buzzing
I ain't expect this shit from my cousin
It's like when I was at the bottom, you going hard for me
(You goin' hard for me, ****)
Now I'm on top and you don't even talk to me
(You don't even talk to me, damn, what happened?)
I started getting shows for twenty-five hundred a piece
(Damn, for real?)
And chopping it up, making sure all of us eat
You don't want the best for me, you rather see me in jail or deceased
You want that way 'cause you wanted to (You did)
I fuck with you, ****, tell the truth
YoU supposed to be right here with BGE
You supposed to be with me ridin' in the coupe
**** that I slicked? How?
On social sites talking foul
Saying how they gonna do this and that
Saying shit they ain't about (Hold up)
Saying how I'm unloyal, saying how I ain't keep it real
I'm the one who put you in position to get money
How I ain't keep it real?
Saying how they made money, then saying how they don't fuck with him
Shit, ****, if it's that easy, then let me see you make another one
Fronted me, I curved them
I was leaking, I was hurting
Now I'm foreign whips swerving
Coming through the Jackson, no Curtis (Count up)
**** ain't trustworthy, on the real steal from they friends
A bitch fucked me over, broke my heart and I told myself never again
See, a **** like me done been through shit and gonna go through shit
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like
It's just how you overcome that shit
See, I emerged from the mud, you know what I'm sayin'? From the struggle
From the bottom, ****, like for real
I put my heart and my soul in this shit here
See I done dreamed, and dreamed, and wished, and prayed
I get to the position I'm in today
See I done fucked over and been fucked over
It's bad (It's bad)
What's up with you, my ****? (What's up?)
It's sad (It's sad, ****)
It's coming from you, my **** (Goddamn)
You rooting for ****, they won't even give you a dime
(What you do that for?)
I put in my effort and time to grind, and shine
And **** from my hood trippin'
But I'm still walking home, Tennessee with me
**** really in their feelings
Cause I fuck with Gotti and big homie fuck with me
But it's still Bread Gang and CMG
But it's still Bread Gang and CMG
I don't know where a **** begin
It's like the richer I get, I'm losing my friends
You gotta watch these hoes, they some liars, and then
Lay up with you, pretend, then go fuck your friend
Damn, neva again

Writer(s): Demario White, Mario Mims, Lexus Arnel Lewis & Joshua "Southside" Luellen.

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