I Am Lyrics – Kevin Gates, YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Read the complete I Am Lyrics by Kevin Gates and YoungBoy Never Broke Again along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Kevin Gates's music, you can also explore FACTORY RESET and Satellites 2, two other songs by Kevin Gates.

[Intro]
BJ On One
G06 Going Crazy

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I am a gangster, with several feelings
Girl, you know my name
Girl, I live like a villain
Do you see this pain, girl? On top me it's written
I'm wrapped up with caution sign, I'd advise you, stay distant
Ohh, oh
Take it out her back and I put in her throat
Platt, platt, platt, move slow
Ohh, oh, hm, woah
Tryna run down go and tell 'em "Oh, no"
Strapped up all that coke

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Flexing and gambling on top of the lawn
Got that girl in here on girl
Feel like I'm standing on top of the world
Got everybody in here on drügs
Young n!gga goth, living in mud
I ain't even know who that b!tch was
I ain't spending s*it on none of these girls
That's my dog, Collin, he fu*ked up
Spinning in the Track' on no sleep, that a n!gga don't some pearls
I need kids don't be like Top, I just revolve in Xanax world
She ain't right, then fu*k that girl
Hoping they not tryna fu*k me over
Match pain too, I got that girl
I'll take her life, throw her 'round the coast
Ohh, ohh, now, who the fu*k told you run down on me? (Ohh)
She pulled right up, let me bust, then she leave
We got sticks in this truck, I don't wan' see police
Oh, ohh, turn right, can you keep going, please?
'Cause I got my gun on me, I got that boy on me
Point two, syringe me, please
Fu*k if they don't know me at all
Youngin life was so fu*ked up, his nostril all gone

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I am a gangster, with several feelings
Girl, you know my name
Girl, I live like a villain
Do you see this pain, girl? On top me it's written
I'm wrapped up with caution sign, I'd advise you, stay distant
Ohh, oh
Take it out her back and I put in her throat
Platt, platt, platt, move slow
Ohh, oh, hm, woah
Tryna run down go and tell 'em "Oh, no"
Strapped up all that coke

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Turn the lights down in the booth
I'm high off light right now
Breadwinner appear wearing Givenchy flannel (Appear, flannel), Dior bandanna develop in balance (Balance)
Easy, I'm crafting, perfecting my talent
When nothing else matters, can't look backwards
Been betrayed in the game, I've been shattered
Still I forgave 'em, but can't look past it
Still haven't healed from my grandmother's passing
Show must go on, turn my pain into passion
Can't make the funeral, grand for (??)
(??) dealing with death in the family
No time, this is serious (Time)
Turning my pain into passion
Sun go to shining, my ancestors happy
Who throaping in traffic? They looking down at me (Bom)
They talk to me, telling me "Kevin, stay happy"
Working, I'll know how to make myself happy
New Michael Jackson, ain't nobody badder
Put soap in the jacket, my diamonds is dancing
Now, I order hearing, for when I'm appearing
You vision and banned from the glare room, you staring
Earrings a factor (Factor), they'll look like a fraction (Fraction)
Bling, bling, blaow, blaow (Bling, blaow)
Moonwalking backwards (Bling, blaow)
Bing, bing, brrdah, blew out your candles
Can't calm you down, put your face on some fabric (Grrah)
Straight out them trenches, you know I'm built different
Them deal games official, I'll show 'em the swagger (Ohh, ahh)
Clear lens, gold frame, chrome all glasses 5.2 mill' gold yard balcony, yeah

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I am a gangster, with several feelings
Girl, you know my name
Girl, I live like a villain
Do you see this pain, girl? On top me it's written
I'm wrapped up with caution sign, I'd advise you, stay distant
Ohh, oh
Take it out her back and I put in her throat
Platt, platt, platt, move slow
Ohh, oh, hm, woah
Tryna run down go and tell 'em "Oh, no"
Strapped up all that coke