Rylo Rodriguez - You'll Find the One
(RicoGotThatFye)Lil' bro, he ain't die yet, they still turned him to a vegetable, yeah
Nigga had a good heart, hope they appeal and free Lil Mega
Screenshot me, I ain't text her 'cause I know she bein' extra
I'm from the 'jects, where we put our park league trophies on the dresser, damn
Long live lil' Maji, lil' bro died off a pill
I know you ain't stab me in my back, but you will
I'm the type of nigga who would put the hood in my will
My granny had dementia, I'd give the world just to see her
Got me wantin' to break down, she don't remember who I'm is
Showin' her our pictures, like, "Granny, you don't remember who I'm is?"
Niggas dissin' on social media like we don't remember where you live
Soon as they step out, if we don't get 'em, we cool, we spin back
Doin' shows, thirty people to an arena, now the crowd packed
I see how you move, you keep the U-Haul, I'ma fall back
Missed a couple calls from the county jail, I can't call back
All that shit you postin', the feds come, they'll take all that
Told you that's her friend, you better wake up, that ho sleepin' with 'em
Show all of your partners that you love 'em 'til the reaper get 'em
Free all of my brothers, the ones who told, you can keep them niggas
Tell the world you hangin' with that rat 'fore you start beefin' with him
Ho, tell the world how you used to eat that dick, you used to be a fan
I don't trust, I done seen these bitches fuck, get home, post free they man
I ain't listen, we just ain't on the same page, it might make me a spam
G-Wagen Brabus, this bitch got the highlights, you don't gotta see no film (RicoGotThatFye)
He done put the wrong switch on the gun, it keep jammin' on him
Just act like you killin' niggas, y'all just niggas just got a lotta attempts
My cousin payin' for studio time, his kid like, "You ain't fed me"
Engineer, he don't need no instrumental, his ass a deadbeat
Headin' to a show like thirty convicted felons trail me
It ain't cover on his bunk like blinds in jail just so they'll sleep
Crooked ass, C.O. hatin', got him sleepin' with the lights on
Niggas in the dorm jealous tellin' about an iPhone
Forgot that he got robbed, still wake up, tryna put his watch on
You'll find you one
Fuck a switch, a Glock 18
You'll find you one
The one who ain't fucked the whole team
She'll find you one day (one day)
Lil' bro, he ain't die yet, they still turned him to a vegetable, yeah
Nigga had a good heart, hope they appeal and free Lil Mega
Screenshot me, I ain't text her 'cause I know she bein' extra
I'm from the 'jects, where we put our park league trophies on the dresser, damn
Long live lil' Maji, lil' bro died off a pill
I know you ain't stab me in my back, but you will
I'm the type of nigga who would put the hood in my will
My granny had dementia, I'd give the world just to see her
Got me wantin' to break down, she don't remember who I'm is
Showin' her our pictures, like, "Granny, you don't remember who I'm is?"
Niggas dissin' on social media like we don't remember where you live
Soon as they step out, if we don't get 'em, we cool, we spin back
Written by:
Ryan Adams
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