Louisiana has been a breeding ground for street-wise spitters with perspectives of war-torn veterans for years, with the likes of The Hot Boys, Boosie BadAzz and Kevin Gates, among others, making a name out of the bayou. Among the more recent prospects to come to prominence out of the state is YoungBoy Never Broke Again, a teenage rhyme animal that has created a considerable amount of buzz for himself in the face of controversy and turmoil. Born Kentrell DeSean Gaulden in Baton Rouge, La., the ninth grade dropout was pinched for robbery and sent to a youth detention center, which is where he would write the majority of the material for his 2015 debut, Life Before Fame.
Life Before Fame, released under the moniker NBA YoungBoy, was an introduction to the delinquent-turned-rapper’s gritty sensibility and impassioned deliver, but it would be his 2016 project, 38 Baby, that would increase his profile. Boasting features from fellow Baton Rogue reps Boosie BadAzz and Kevin Gates, 38 Baby was touted as a coming out party for NBA YoungBoy, however, his 2016 arrest in connection to a drive-by shooting in his hometown of Baton Rouge would be an unforeseen roadblock that kept him from fully capitalizing on his momentum.
In May, he posted bail and was released from jail, embracing a name change to YoungBoy Never Broke Again to go along with his new lease on life. Now, the young phenom looks to press forward despite the charges looming over his head with his latest project, AI YoungBoy. Featuring appearances from Yo Gotti and PeeWee Longway, AI YoungBoy finds YoungBoy Never Broke Again doing most of the heavy lifting, crafting a body of work that proves that his time behind bars has done little to diminish his hunger.
With the project in rotation, XXL showcases 20 of the best lyrics from AI YoungBoy that stand out from the rest.
“They gave up on a nigga you know what I mean/Since younger than this I been chasing my dreams/On XXL, but not the magazine/Locked in that cell missed allot of things/Thinkin’ bout to take over the game/I gotta make my way outta the ring/My heart full of hatred, my chest full of pain”
“I know that my baby mamas fed up with/I know that my niggas steppin’ with me/You dissin’ but know you ain’t fuckin’ with me/You niggas need to try to catch up with me/We confiscating money and stackin’/You niggas ain’t bout it, y’all all actors/You know that my niggas they still trappin’/You run up on me bitch we all clappin’”
“Wat Chu Gone Do”
“Take something from me we gon’ cut off his fingers/Reach for my chain then get hit with the glizzy/Me and my niggas we come from the trenches/Walkin’ in public we strapped with extensions/Need more than that hoe for to catch me lil nigga/You know we ain’t puttin’ our trust in these bitches” – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
“Wat Chu Gone Do”
“What chu gon’ do when they hop out with rugers/Dope don’t cut nigga hollywood movies/John Wick shooter cut your body like Krueger/NBA Youngboy we come threw recruiting/Shooter, shoot the shooter run in your matehuala/Longway Ricky ruler stendo sticks still in school/Young gorilla work the vacuum seal, sell a brick of bew what chu gon’ do?” – PeeWee Longway
“Drop one, one down and we gone kill em all/Shoot you and yo boy and whoever around/Try get away and we gone run em down/He get back up Ben knocking him down/When you say my name nigga be specific/You know how we living that ain’t how you living/If you go to tripping get hit with the glizzy/Ain’t no hesitation, we bring it to you bitches”
“Ride on Em”
“You know me you know that I’m bout whateva/You want with me thats a bet it could go to that level/Ain’t squashing nothing bitch is up just had a talk with the devil/The only way this shit gone end you getting hit with that metal”
“Ride on Em”
“These niggas making diss songs come on now boy be real/AI Youngboy be the reason that yo dawg killed/I speak this shit I live this shit we do this shit for real/Book you for a show and get yo stupid ass zipped for real/These niggas shot my gramma house up with a 22/Spin through that wood tell them people what I did to you/Biggie and Lil Q ran down on em/Special delivery for youngboy and went to firing on ’em”
“Dark Into Light”
“Keep a 30 on me, Curry/In your hood I ain’t worried/Niggas know I’m with the shits/Plug never wanted to serve me/I’m a threat to the record labels cause I give the young niggas game/Hell yell nigga all my team got way more money than fame” – Yo Gotti
“My No. 9, love it when you got it on/Baby you so hot, all these diamonds cool you down/Got a lot of guap every day I walk around/Baby girl I’m up, ask ’em how I put it down”
“Dropped out of school to chase my dream, I had some for to prove/I put my all in this shit, man I can’t fuckin’ lose/They smile up in my face but they don’t know what I been through/Whole lotta nights I went to sleep and I ain’t had no food/But now I’m up and I’m just thinking about my next move/Gotta keep my head above water, gotta make it through”
“Now that I made it, ain’t none the same it all changed/When I’m in public people see me they screaming my name/Just a few days ago I was locked up in them chains/Now I’m in back of the Maybach with a lot of bands/I ain’t worry ’bout ’em dissin’ naw, I don’t hear a thing they sayin’/This for sons in Montana and can’t forget [Lil Ben]/I never jeopardize this and lose it all again/This for that North, 38 baby, they know I ain’t playing”
“Left Hand Right Hand”
“Still move the wheel with my knee while I count up bands/I show love and affection to all my fans/I got Ferragamo holding up my pants/I turn up on the stage while I hit my dance/I get serious when it comes to business/Don’t waste my time boy you know that I ain’t playing/I got a clique of niggas with me/We dumb, twenty hoes laying where I’m staying”
“Left Hand Right Hand”
“Straighten up my hand right after they deal/Dope ain’t come back when I whipped so I fail/Stroke got pack coming all through the mail/DP had that purp floating all through the jail/Mac and a Compaq I work off of Dell/Left and right hand I use both ’em well/Right and the left I can use for the sprayer/Don’t get in my way, I ain’t taking a L”
“Money callin’ gotta go get it, baby/Confident how I been feelin’ lately/I can not just seem to stress about our situation/I just gotta look at the bigger picture, baby/But on the upper end, I been gettin’ it in/Low lights, stacking up my ends and that’s ’til the end/I done cut off all my friends, gotta stay positive/I won’t let nobody hurt me or get me up outta here”
“When you niggas die, the people gon’ say that we did it /You know how we living, bitch you knowing that we wit it/Catch you, you gon get it when I put one in yo’ fitted/I’m sick as anesthetic, bitch, you knowing how we living”
“Have You Ever”
“Pull up in that lamb, jump out like wazzam?/Let me be there for you baby, let me make you laugh/I won’t hide a thing, I’ma show you who I am/I won’t address you off your past you know I don’t give a damn/You say you got a boyfriend, well let me be your friend/Baby matter fact, let me be your helping hand/I ain’t tryna get up in your business baby girl, I’m just saying/Maybe I can treat you way better than your man”
“I get on my knees and I pray on my own/Thanking the lord that I’m here, I ain’t gone/I pray the judge that Q come home/Choppa boy feel he all alone/You know I got money but I’m in a hole/Scared I’ma die when I’m out on the road/Don’t know how I’m feelin’, don’t know what I’m on/All they wanna do is ask for a loan”
“If you think I fuck with that lil hoe, then you a fool/I ain’t got no education, I dropped out of school/No security with me so I’m strapped up with that tool/Try to take my jewelry off and you gon’ make the news/Cuban links around my neck, it cost me 22/Audemar Piguet, coulda went and bought a school/Went to Neiman Marcus for my pants and my shoes bitch/Five thousands dollars, what I paid for the whole fit”
“Shit movin’ fast remember it was movin’ slow/As a yungin’ I been jumped up off that porch/Don’t need no lecture you just need what you know/Half of ticket in deposits the same day I came home/Yungin’ on the block with a pole, tryna get some dough/Seen OGs die, shid, he ain’t tryna go/A couple of niggas tried him he ain’t never let it go/Revenge on them niggas, shid I can say bout four”
“They think that I act like a star/They think I’m stuck up I be chillin’/Think the Lord that I’m far, it’s so many people dead/Down forever, face peeling/They really think that I got millions/I ain’t even make a killing/I know they wish they can kill me”