YRM Lyrics – YRM Bear
Singer: YRM Bear
Title: YRM
Run from that kid wit a backpack
Pulling out .45 matte black
Shot down left ya #ss way back
Pulled right up in the maybach
Lawyer got his #ss right down to 2
Nowadays it’s like what he do
5-0 yeah they come on thru
Ready to take a brother son and another one
Barley made the news no apology it’s back to back
Yeah it’s self defense i disagree wit that
And understand when i preach this
Everyone go through hard times
But it’s hard to see all this crime
Way back barley hadda a dime
Yeah had the neighbors doing lines
& i spit like divine know it’s my time
And i kill it everyday nah
Yеah i am f#ckin self made secrеts i would never trade
I’ve been going crazy tryna tell you this real sh#t
He so nice
Might have to put him on a Topps Card
He so nice
Yea put him in the cop car
I was too nice
Yea i got too much sauce huh
Yea i made her dance like sosa
Look like chief keef
Cause b#tch I love Sosa
I don’t f#ck wit no lames (na)
I don’t f#ck wit gold chains (woo)
Imma need my ice (freeze)
Imma need my range (yea)
I don’t f#ck wit no snitch (woah)
Been that way since 06
I don’t play no tricks (never)
I’m just a young rich millionaire
I don’t f#ck wit no lames (na)
I don’t f#ck wit gold chains (woo)
Imma need my ice (freeze)
Imma need my range (yea)
I don’t f#ck wit no snitch (woah)
Been that way since 06
I don’t play no tricks (never)
I’m just a young rich millionaire
I been on since you be wearing diapers
Nowadays everybody be indiated
sh#t too crazy i just been grinding
Never catch me b#tch i be flying
Gliding jet to jet i go set to set
I go toe to toe never see me though
My coupe go off the chain
My b#tch well that’s all the same
Gotta tell you i be snapping
Nowadays everyone be a rapper
Faking fr but i guess i’ll let you have it
All i do is get my bag guess it’s just a habit
Got up one day i just had to have it
I just came thru set fire to the stage
Where my money b#tch imma need my raise
My Glock go face to face dead without a trace
Yeah i beat the case free young tay k did the race
Yous a dead weight
Yous a b#tch
I don’t play no games
b#tch i run this sh#t
I’m the CEO
I’m just on it though
I’m just killing it everyday
b#tch you cannot hold me
Balling like ginoblu
Balling on the game
Balling on the b#tches
I do the same
I don’t f#ck wit no lames (na)
I don’t f#ck wit gold chains (woo)
Imma need my ice (freeze)
Imma need my range (yea)
I don’t f#ck wit no snitch (woah)
Been that way since 06
I don’t play no tricks (never)
I’m just a young rich millionaire
Snapping
Trapping
All I do is get my bag in
f#ck the b#tches on the rag and
Don’t really care what the f#ck they said to me
I’m just making paper
I’m just making package
I’m just killing every day
b#tch I’m a rapper
Y’all don’t really get it
I go 20-20
I see you b#tches
Man I run the race
b#tch I beat the case
b#tch you cannot chase
I’m just too nice
b#tch I ran away
Yea I zoomed in this coupe
Yea I zoomed in the coupe
Zoomed on that b#tch
And zoomed on her too
I don’t f#ck wit no lames (na)
I don’t f#ck wit gold chains (woo)
Imma need my ice (freeze)
Imma need my range (yea)
I don’t f#ck wit no snitch (woah)
Been that way since 06
I don’t play no tricks (never)
I’m just a young rich millionaire
I don’t f#ck wit no lames (na)
I don’t f#ck wit gold chains (woo)
Imma need my ice (freeze)
Imma need my range (yea)
I don’t f#ck wit no snitch (woah)
Been that way since 06
I don’t play no tricks (never)
I’m just a young rich millionaire
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