Lyrics NBA YoungBoy – Solar Eclipse

As I ride on the city lights
I wonder who gon’ ride for me if it go down
And I start to get this feeling like
Who gon’ be there for my sons the day that I’m not around?

I hope you love me as much as I love you
Ain’t mean to break your heart, but baby, that’s what thugs do
Nothing in the world, baby I wouldn’t do for you
If I die right now it’s so much that I would lose

I’mma tell you now I always be there for you
If it go down now I know Baby Joe gon’ shoot
If you go broke now they ain’t gon’ do shit for you
Can’t give up now nigga this the life I choose

Back in eighth grade I swear I ain’t have a thing baby
Since I got money I swear it ain’t been the same baby
Got money in my pocket diamonds in my chain baby
Won’t ever hurt again I made through the rain baby

Before the fame I was strapped up in Valley Park with a Glock
I was selling them rocks and police stay watching steady passing by the block
I created that gang forever I bang nigga I’ll never stop
I stay in my lane, I’m never gon’ change, nigga playing, he get popped

I told him record me, I go safari diamonds wetter than some water
Hellcat not a charger
Way faster than a ‘Rarri
I’m turning up in the party
Celebrating all the shit that I did
I told my momma I’m a gangster I’ll never change the way that I live

Back in eighth grade I swear I ain’t have a thing baby
Since I got money I swear it ain’t been the same baby
Got money in my pocket diamonds in my chain baby
Won’t ever hurt again I made through the rain baby

I hope you love me as much as I love you
I ain’t mean to break your heart, but baby, that’s what thugs do
Nothing in the world, baby I wouldn’t do for you
If I die right now it’s so much that I would lose

That I would lose
My voice messed up right now.

Out of blue I do some magic like I’m the Houdini
My diamonds wet they Aquafina like they made in Fiji
I get that act I crack the seal and pour it in some Fiji
I cop a ‘vette I drop my top and ask you did you see me

Gone off that molly I’m zooted and booted
Got snake on my collar I tell you it’s Gucci
I swear that I’m bout it you play I’mma shoot it
I’m a 38 baby I swear that I’m ruthless
Walking on stage I’m strapped with a toolie
Long clips nigga I shoot a movie
I know you notice how we come through and do it
Eviction notice, nigga, bet that you move it

Red dot and head shots for who wanna do me
Homicides mommas cry it ain’t nothing to it
I tote them choppas when we slide you know I’mma shoot it
So many times I coulda died but you niggas blew it (slat)

Back in eighth grade I swear I ain’t have a thing baby
Since I got money I swear it ain’t been the same baby
Got money in my pocket diamonds in my chain baby
Won’t ever hurt again I made through the rain baby

I hope you love me as much as I love you
Ain’t mean to break your heart, but baby, that’s what thugs do
Nothing in the world, baby I wouldn’t do for you
If I die right now it’s so much that I would lose

I would lose
Young boy slat, slat, slat, slat, slat, slat