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NBA Youngboy "I'm The One" (Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Khris James
Khris James
Programming
Skolo
Skolo
Programming
Zay Tekken
Zay Tekken
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel "DRoc" Lebrun
Daniel "DRoc" Lebrun
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Lazerick Seymour
Lazerick Seymour
Songwriter
Myeong Geun
Myeong Geun
Songwriter
Samuel Thanni
Samuel Thanni
Songwriter
Will Boyette
Will Boyette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Khris James
Khris James
Producer
Skolo
Skolo
Producer
Zay Tekken
Zay Tekken
Producer

Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Daniel Lebrun, William Eric Boyette, Myeong Geun, Zay Tekken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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