letra de role model - youngboy never broke again
[intro]
(sam, you crazy)
(d-roc)
[chorus]
od
riding on your side until the long, long days
confiscating a million dollars every night from the stage
we done came up from the bottom, i’ve been hiding what i make
’cause they’ve been profiling (hey)
i’ve been out here living like a low rider (oh)
low-life, top shotta, dead bodies (dead bodies)
baby, i’m a gangster, i ain’t a role model (role model)
i ain’t a role model, nah
[verse 1]
i want one too, you only want me
i want the whole party, she don’t let me be
alright, i had the city hoеs waiting for me all night
i had to slow my roll ’cause i don’t want you to leavе
i’m in here sippin’ the lean with weed
bnb, i’m poppin’ sh-t wit’ my team
she wanna pull up and try to get into my team
she say that we livin’ the dream
chanel, chanel, celine, celine
i got these rocks on the top of the— uh
i got d-roc on the top of that flow
i got d-roc on the top of your ho
i put them rocks on the top of my bro
i’ve been tryna show what she mean to me
ain’t been missin’ no beat and she been rollin’ wit’ me
get up on it, you need me, i’ll pull up wherever
takin’ these drugs ’cause i really miss her
i’m callin’ my n-gga like i’m finna just—
[chorus]
od
riding on your side until the long, long days
confiscating a million dollars every night from the stage
we done came up from the bottom, i’ve been hiding what i make
’cause they’ve been profiling (hey)
i’ve been out here living like a low rider (oh)
low-life, top shotta, dead bodies (dead bodies)
baby, i’m a gangster, i ain’t a role model (role model)
i ain’t a role model, nah
[verse 2]
i had to come to my senses like f-ck what them people been thinkin’, i gotta be better
shawty a gangster, she wakin’ up every morning, we gettin’ to it and stand on that business
i got them spider senses when they tingling, pull out my glock and i’m tryna get wit’ ’em
we on the road to riches and i’m focused, she don’t want me ever get put back in prison
i got a cold trip for your friends, let’s tell all them hoes to stay out my business
i got a rolls truck, pullin’ up, you get in and it’s bringin’ you back to the village
i got a blueprint, the money done blew out the roof wit’ you in
well can you come back, then?
ain’t what it seems, i’m high, i’m finna—
[chorus]
od
riding on your side until the long, long days
confiscating a million dollars every night from the stage
we done came up from the bottom, i’ve been hiding what i make
’cause they’ve been profiling (hey)
i’ve been out here living like a low rider (oh)
low-life, top shotta, dead bodies (dead bodies)
baby, i’m a gangster, i ain’t a role model (role model)
i ain’t a role model, nah
[outro]
(sam, you crazy)
(d-roc)
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