Lil Baby & Young Thug – Never Hating (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2022-10-15

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Lyrics Video, New Music

Lil Baby calls on Young Thug for the new “Never Hating” track off the forthcoming “It’s Only Me” project. The track was co-produced by Wheezy, SirFredo & Ele Beatz.

Lil Baby & Young Thug Never Hating

Lil Baby & Young Thug Never Hating

Lil Baby is one of the biggest artists in hip-hop right now. There are some out there who believe he is the king of the young artists, and with his brand-new project It’s Only Me, he is looking to prove to the world that he is, indeed, the best. His new album contains 23 tracks, and there are some amazing artists featured on the tracklist. One of them is none other than Young Thug, who appears in the song “Never Hating.”

On this new track, Baby and Thug give us a banger that contains menacing yet nostalgic production. Baby’s pocket on the song is incredible as he offers steady flows that match the beat perfectly. Thug seamlessly enters the song, using his voice as an instrument. It’s refreshing to hear Thug these days, and there is no doubt that he is a welcomed addition to the album.

Lil Baby & Young Thug – Never Hating (prod. Wheezy, SirFredo & Ele Beatz)

14 October 2022.
23 Songs, 1 hour, 5 minutes.
Quality Control Music/Motown Records; ℗ 2022 Quality Control Music, LLC, under exclusive license to UMG Recordings, Inc.

Lyric Video

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Baby]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Fresh like the first day of the school on the weekend
I put this shit on today, for no reason
Got somethin’ to smile about, I fixed up my teeth
Straight from the lot, call up Herm, get it geeked up
Thousand horse power, my car gotta keep up
Act like I’m slow all the time, but I peep stuff
What kinda guy let a bitch keep the beef up?
I let ’em live for a while, now the lease up
Nail in the hammer, I done built it from the ground up
Brodie say he workin’, but the bricks, them went down somethin’
They handle the business, I do not go around them
You can get a hundred if you want to, we got pound spots
I’m the one that’s really havin’ motion, what they talkin’ ’bout?
Cars, I done did that, chains, don’t need no more
So many clothes, startin’ to feel like a hobo
Every milestone, tryna buy me a new home
Potholes keep on fuckin’ up the Forgi’s, take the rims off
The way she twist and suck it, like she tryna take the skin off
Bro ‘nem, in a striker, but it’s good, we swapped the VINs out
Don’t bark up this tree, I make the chopper knock his limb off
Thousand dollar after every road, that’s what they hittin’ for
All I do is fuck her, I done turned her to a nympho
FN’s, blackouts, Gen5’s, Gen4’s
Trippin’ for the family, I don’t play about my kin folk

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I took the guys to L.A. for a business meetin’
God, watch my friends, I can handle my enemies
Fuck I look like havin’ smoke with my mini me’s
Niggas gotta be jokin’, you kiddin’ me?
Y’all real kids, been small-time ballin’, now it’s real big
I was standin’ in the bleachers, on some cheerin’ shit
Never been a hater, I don’t care enough
This shit ain’t gon’ stop until they bury us

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Fresh off the jet, I end up in the projects
See somethin’ I like, no police, I’ma cop it
Don’t follow my page, I post racks every day
For these niggas and bitches that’s countin’ my pockets
Ooh, hurdle this bitch in Huaraches
Lambo’, Ferrari, Bentleys, I got options
I took the private jet out to Nevada
4PF CED, they got smoked like a rasta
Trenches with me
Somethin’ seem suspicious, somethin’ seemin’ fishy
I’m four pockets full and look like biscuits
Overprice us and we uppin’, uppin’
Fire, fire, fire, fire, that sound sound delicious
You can’t use the dishes, in the kitchen cleanin’
Woo, woo, litty, can’t abort the mission, bitch, I got addictions
I don’t do photo, pictures, keep it low and with me

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I took the guys to L.A. for a business meetin’
God, watch my friends, I can handle my enemies
Fuck I look like havin’ smoke with my mini me’s
Niggas gotta be jokin’, you kiddin’ me?
Y’all real kids, been small-time ballin’, now it’s real big
I was standin’ in the bleachers, on some cheerin’ shit
Never been a hater, I don’t care enough
This shit ain’t gon’ stop until they bury us

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