
Always Reckless by. JONA featuring. Yaya Lafae & Everyday Hussle
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Lyrics
Chorus
Yeah, we don't stop, cause we bad boys for life
Middle finger up, we just laugh through the hype
Roll up, we don't give a damn 'bout rules
They bark at the throne—let the dogs drool
Post-Chorus
Get wild, get loud, yeah
Get wild, get loud, oh
Verse 2
Money on my mind, whole crew rude as hell
Liquor in my cup, stackin' chips, can't you tell?
Dirty mouth runnin', got the block in a spell
They hate us so much 'cause we livin' so well
Funk in my veins, I'm a problem at night
If you talk on my name, better come to the fight
Go-go bounce, hot sweat, see the girls in the light
I'm the villain that your mama warned you 'bout, right?
Pre-Chorus
Ain't no rules, no love for a fake
We break every code and we let the earth shake
Pull up with the squad, talk loud when we slide
Cause bad boys for life, we don't ever gotta hide
Chorus
Yeah, we don't stop, cause we bad boys for life
Middle finger up, we just laugh through the hype
Roll up, we don't give a damn 'bout rules
They bark at the throne—let the dogs drool
Post-Chorus
Get wild, get loud, yeah
Get wild, get loud,
Verse 3: Second Voice
Laughin' at the pigs, yeah, my sneakers on gas
Gold teeth flashin' when I throw out the trash
Dirty tongue with the kickback, smoke in the stash
Friends turned to ops, steady watchin' 'em crash
Move slick like paint drippin', slide with the funk
Talkin' noise, I just shrug and let the trunk go bunk
Never been sweet, so these haters get punked
If you step to the kings, get your ego debunked
Bridge: Both
Rims keep spinnin' when we park outside
Trouble in the air, got that look in our eye
Split a fifth at the curb, draw the heat to the night
Double trouble, bad boys, we just livin' that life
Chorus
Yeah, we don't stop, cause we bad boys for life
Middle finger up, we just laugh through the hype
Roll up, we don't give a damn 'bout rules
They bark at the throne—let the dogs drool
Post-Chorus
Get wild, get loud, yeah
Get wild, get loud,
Outro: Both
Check the cash in the safe, while my feet hit the street
Another night to survive, All my brothers gon' eat
Talkbox on the hook, and the party ain't dead
We get wicked with the groove, got your girl in my bed
Second Voice
From the block to the borough, we're still making it rain
UK to the South, we the kings of this lane
Foul-mouthed mates, we cause trouble in droves
Stay fly with the bounce, while the world explodes
Both
Champagne poppin', let the sirens go by
We the last ones standin', you can see it in our eye
Never bow, never change—what you see is the price
We gon' ride out together, bad boys for life
Drop
Bad boys, get wild, get loud
Bad boys, get wild, get loud, yeah
Bad boys, get wild, get loud
Bad boys, get wild, get loud, oh
Drop
Bad boys, get wild, get loud
Bad boys, get wild, get loud, yeah
Bad boys, get wild, get loud
Bad boys, get wild, get loud, oh
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