Mr. Music Writer - Young Boss

YOUNG BOSS


(Hook)2x
Young Boss in the game
Came up with rap
Fuck these other guys
Rather get me bag
Going straight to money
Better get you a check
I ain’t finna slow down
I Got my foot on they necks

(Verse 1)
Made a couple a moves now
Breaking the rules now
Didn’t take much but I’m landing in yo town

Stacking all this money Got me feeling so good now
Doing this for so long I’m finna recruit now
Once you get money Don’t be actin a foo
They’ll plan drive Then shoot up the school
They say they wasn’t ready but this ain’t nothing new
You better pay attention because they hate what we do, yeah

Im just paper chasin, You just entertaining
Worked all night While you was up faded
This what God created, Legend in the making
When I got the business You was ready hating

(Hook)2x
Young Boss in the game
Came up with rap
Fuck these other guys
Rather get me bag
Going straight to money
Better get you a check
I ain’t finna slow down
I Got my foot on they necks

(itzAB Verse)

If you the goat, then I’m the wolf (woo)
Been breaking rules
Better back up now I’m on the move
Still making moves

Back in this bitch
Finna make me some more
Baggin’ it up and we on the road
Caught a new plate finna eat today
Tell yo bitch she can get it today
I got no other ways

I got keys
No beats
Just a mastering mind
I get brain from yo bitch
Just don’t be fucking with mine
(yeah)
Young big boss and I’m making big moves
I’m fucking that bitch on shrooms
(best believe)
You know I’m switching the vibes
I been so one of a kind
I been so off of my grind (yeah)
(young boss)

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