Yung Spiice - Found Out Lyrics

I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (Uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (Uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl
My new shorty pressure
She knowing she bad
She not wit the extra
The money on A.P
Auto pilot put them racks in a Tesla (Yae Yae)
And I’m flying on pj
I could never get up outta of a Delta (Uhu)
Ima swerve on the free way
Bentley Bentayga I’m testing the rental
Vercase on my feet
I’m A class no C
Don’t wanna fit in the money and fabric keep my company (They keep me company)
Already got me a Glizzy I need 2 like makaveli (Boop)
You Niggas won’t understand
That last line for the fans
Ima run this shit up while I can
Long as I’m speaking they gon' kill me
It’s all apart of they plan
Ima lead the youth and start a city nigga fuck a brand
This first verse for the listeners (Yae)
The second ones for the lit Niggas (Yae)
Keep it in ya head like a prisoner
I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
Remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl
She itchy itchy
Geeked up in Percy city
He want that 3.5 (Uhu)
Nigga that’s fifty fifty (Uhu)
I’m smoking on za (Yae)
I can’t roll no raw (Yae)
Niggas gon trip like bitches (Bitches)
Nigga tie yo lace then walk (Uhu)
Ima go sit, all the way back of the whip
But I ain't never last
She giving me lip, but she got me in her mouth
So she ain’t talking back
I been in love wit my self since I was a jit
That’s why all these bitches mad
Can’t show affection, give me play then leave
And she paid for the cab
They do me dirty
Just like the wok
I had to go run it up!
Expensive shit designer talk (Designer Talk)
5 star meals the shit i eat you can’t pronounce like nigga what
They like how I mix Amiris wit the Balmain and the Prada (And The Prada walk)
I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (Uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (Uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl

I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (Uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (Uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl
My new shorty pressure
She knowing she bad
She not wit the extra
The money on A.P
Auto pilot put them racks in a Tesla (Yae Yae)
And I’m flying on pj
I could never get up outta of a Delta (Uhu)
Ima swerve on the free way
Bentley Bentayga I’m testing the rental
Vercase on my feet
I’m A class no C
Don’t wanna fit in the money and fabric keep my company (They keep me company)
Already got me a Glizzy I need 2 like makaveli (Boop)
You Niggas won’t understand
That last line for the fans
Ima run this shit up while I can
Long as I’m speaking they gon' kill me
It’s all apart of they plan
Ima lead the youth and start a city nigga fuck a brand
This first verse for the listeners (Yae)
The second ones for the lit Niggas (Yae)
Keep it in ya head like a prisoner
I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
Remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl
She itchy itchy
Geeked up in Percy city
He want that 3.5 (Uhu)
Nigga that’s fifty fifty (Uhu)
I’m smoking on za (Yae)
I can’t roll no raw (Yae)
Niggas gon trip like bitches (Bitches)
Nigga tie yo lace then walk (Uhu)
Ima go sit, all the way back of the whip
But I ain't never last
She giving me lip, but she got me in her mouth
So she ain’t talking back
I been in love wit my self since I was a jit
That’s why all these bitches mad
Can’t show affection, give me play then leave
And she paid for the cab
They do me dirty
Just like the wok
I had to go run it up!
Expensive shit designer talk (Designer Talk)
5 star meals the shit i eat you can’t pronounce like nigga what
They like how I mix Amiris wit the Balmain and the Prada (And The Prada walk)
I found it out
I be caring too hard that’s wit out a doubt
Too much love in my heart gotta let it out
4 am is when my demons come around
All alone in my head what I’m thinking bout?
How you was just able to cut me out (Uhu)
Now she mention my name I ain't giving clout (Uhu)
But the smoke heal the pain roll the windows down (Yae Yae)
But I found the problem
I be caring bout bitches who don’t give a fuck about me (Woahh)
remember them times you was going thru shit so we stay on the phone til it’s 3 (Woahh)
I ain't know that you would leave a nigga
I coulda gave you the world
Ima run this shit up all alone
I ain't never trippin boutta girl