Mike Will Made-It – ROOMS [feat. Chief Keef and Youngboy Never Broke Again]

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Mike Will Made-It – ROOMS [feat. Chief Keef and Youngboy Never Broke Again] Lyrics

[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

(EarDrummers)
Top floor bosses
(Mike WiLL—) Ah
(True, damn, you makin’ noise, nigga) Ah
(Mike WiLL—) Ah
Ah, ah, ah (Mike WiLL Made-It)
I’m talkin’ ’bout
From the bottom to the top
Livin’ proof, nigga
We can give a fuck how you rockin’, you already how we comin’, how we came
Oh (Yeah)
Foreign cars, back to back, switchin’ lanes (Oh-oh, mm, mm, ooh)
This life forever, I’m talkin’ ’bout 4L

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

Hundred mill’, my deposit
Ma, I’m here, now, ain’t no prophecy (Yeah)
I’ma press when I come in the buildin’, ain’t no stoppin’ me (Oh)
Shawty don’t know all these girls I’ve done seen
Time to spin on shit ’cause they shot at me
I got to focus, I’m livin’ out my dream

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I’m rollin’ all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drugs, she substitutin’ my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothin’ but dollars and some choppers in the rooms

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]

Uh
She overdramatic, these bitches be actin’ (Uh)
You know we got gas, you know we ain’t lackin’ (Mm-mm)
Got army guns, and, boy, you a maggot
That’s my lil’ joint, that’s a damn 4MATIC
Always smoke and I think I’m a addict (Uh-uh)
I’m in the joint and I ride with a baddie
You know I’m up like a motherfuckin’ addict (Uh-uh-uh)
Doo-doo, doo-doo, you know we ain’t lackin’
Do not run up, somethin’ bad can happen (Mm-mmm)
You know the money gon’ come with the madness
And when I claim, it’s gon’ come with the baggage
We have them cutters, we come with the hatchets
Foenem got switches, they come with the gadget
Fake-ass diamonds, you cappin’, big cappin’
We do this shit that the rappers be rappin’
I’m havin’ funds, no pun intended
Shot his ass while he was jumpin’ the fence
One of my cousins tumblin’ gas, one of my cousins tumblin’ brick
Catch your ass while you pumpin’ the gas, then we back on the block and we pumpin’ the brakes
Pull up tryna beef ’bout a thot, you’ll lose your life because of a bitch
Ayy, we ride away like I said, Lambo’ look just like a egg
We crack a head like a egg, we crack a head like a can
Now, he gon’ look sad, shooters want his head
Put his head with the Sprites up in the motherfuckin’ fridge
Replay it, stuck in his head
Bitch totin’ the Wock and the SIG

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I’m rollin’ all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drugs, she substitutin’ my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothin’ but dollars and some choppers in the rooms

[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

She call me double-R ’cause I ride Rover
Mansory Rolls Royce, I’m a real rockstar (‘Star)
Talkin’ ’bout how I fell down on my face, I was snortin’ ice in my cage (Cage)
Bitch, I’ma pop my shit, know you like this chain or money I done made (Oh-oh)
Jesus pieces all on my neck, need to be saved
Bitch subpoenain’ me about a check, ho, be safe
I’ve been goin’ off track, I’m told not to check, they’ve been drivin’ me crazy (Cray)
[moddin’?] the [?], so the late nights ridin’ the whip, I’ma switch out the modifications, I’m gone (Gone)
All these young niggas with me strapped up, I’m so bossed up, I ain’t totin’ no chrome
Not probably thinkin’ that she was gon’ curve me, the bitch saw the service around my home
Now she tryna plead and don’t wanna leave, should’ve had all her feelings on top of her sleeve
Tried to run it, I fumbled, now, back in the league
I’m that 38 Baby, I’ll make ’em believe, Top, nigga

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]

I’m rollin’ all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drugs, she substitutin’ my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothin’ but dollars and some choppers in the rooms

[Outro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Chief Keef]

Hundred mill’, my deposit
Ma, I’m here, now, ain’t no prophecy (Uh)
I’ma press when I come in the buildin’, ain’t no stoppin’ me (Uh)
Shawty don’t know all these girls I’ve done seen (Mm-mm)
Time to spin on shit ’cause they shot at me
I got to focus, I’m livin’ out my dream, I’m ready, now
Uh, uh
Mm-mm, mm-mm