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NBA YoungBoy - I’m The One
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Came and got a Rolls
(D-Roc)
Whoa, I'm tired, I'm tired
Shit
I am the one got the store, keep it comin'
Walk in the venue, might throw out some money
I know how it feel for to not to have nothin'
I'm gon' spend me a hundred and turn up my youngin'
Betrayed, and got stabbed in my back and it's killin' me
And this happened like too many times
Ain't no sense to the crying, I'ma turn up my rhymes
I'ma cash out that shine, I might buy me a ride
I won't kill anymore (oh, yeah)
I wanna lay in her arms when I look in her eyes
I flew the bitch on the jet, but, her attitude nasty
That's every time she on my side
I spent eight hundred thousand on a brand new AP
Quit that rappin', ain't tellin' no lies
Stay with that static, do dirt with that fire
Pussy ass rapper get switched like a child
Oh, you wan' cap? Get slapped
Better chill with that bap, up the strap like, "Whoa"
I thought that you was my friend, I just want you to win
You forever my bro', oh
Came up, thuggin' for to get it to my mama, I'm sorry
I been healin' my soul
She ain't really love me, she was playin', oh, no
Thought that I did it, whole time, I ain't know
Hm, separate fast, I'm sick of these hoes
Ten rubber bands, I'm sick of these broads
Links on my wrist, but, this time ain't froze, time, oh
Hope you didn't think I was playin' when I said I'll never go broke
But I only got two problems right now
Where to spend my money at? And, should I get a new ho?
She got a problem, one for to take care of her baby
And two, for to pay off her house
He got a problem
That iron or the money he makin', he plannin' on robbin' about it
I got a problem, you already know how I'm bangin'
My niggas do dirt with that chopper
New Chanel bag, gotta tell a bitch body
Hermès bag could've bought big body
Hm, separate fast, I'm sick of these hoes
Ten rubber bands, I'm sick of these broads
Links on my wrist, but, this time ain't froze, time, oh
Hope you didn't think I was playin' when I said I'll never go broke
But I only got two problems right now
Where to spend my money at? And, should I get a new hoe?
She got a problem, she know that I got it, just hit me whenever, wherever you go
I ain't buy her no body
I let the bitch drive the Maybach to the store
Stack up that money, just layin', my grandad say, "On soul" (say "on soul")
I just gave her two million
Don't play with me shawty