ROOMS Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Chief Keef

Read the complete ROOMS Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and Chief Keef along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Youngboy Never Broke Again’s music, you can also explore Masked up and My Way Out, two other songs by Youngboy Never Broke Again.

[Intro: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
(Eardrummers)
Top floor bosses
(Mike will—) ah
(True, damn, you making noise, n!gga) ah
(Mike will—) ah
Ah, ah, ah (Mike will made-it)
I’m talking ’bout
From the bottom to the top
Living proof, n!gga
We can give a f**k how you rocking
You already how we coming, how we came
Oh, yeah
Foreign cars, back to back, switching lanes (Oh-oh, mm, mm, ooh)
This life forever, I’m talking ’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 building, ain’t no stopping me (Oh)
Shawty don’t know all these girls I’ve done seen
Time to spin on s*it ’cause they shot at me
I got to focus, I’m living out my dream

[Chorus: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I’m rolling all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drügs, she substituting my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothing but dollars and some choppers in the rooms

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Uh
She overdramatic, these b**ches be acting (Uh)
You know we got gas, you know we ain’t lacking (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 motherf**king addict (Uh-uh-uh)
Doo-doo, doo-doo, you know we ain’t lacking
Do not run up, something 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 capping, big capping
We do this s*it that the rappers be rapping
I’m having funds, no pun intended
Shot his ass while he was jumping the fence
One of my cousins tumbling gas, one of my cousins tumbling brick
Catch your ass while you pumping the gas
Then we back on the block and we pumping the brakes
Pull up tryna beef ’bout a thot, you’ll lose your life because of a b**ch
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 motherf**king fridge
Replay it, stuck in his head
B**ch toting the wock and the sig

[Chorus: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I’m rolling all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drügs, she substituting my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothing but dollars and some choppers in the rooms

[Verse 3: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
She call me double-r ’cause I ride rover
(??) rolls royce, I’m a real rockstar (‘star)
Talking ’bout how I fell down on my face
I was snorting ice in my cage (Cage)
B**ch, I’ma pop my s*it, know you like this chain or money I done made (Oh-oh)
Jesus pieces all on my neck, need to be saved
B**ch subpoenaing me about a check, ho, be safe
I’ve been going off track, I’m told not to check
They’ve been driving me crazy (Cray)
Modding the (??), so the late nights riding the whip
I’ma switch out the modifications, I’m gone (Gone)
All these young n!ggas with me strapped up
I’m so bossed up, I ain’t toting no chrome
Not probably thinking that she was gon’ curve me
The b**ch 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, n!gga

[Chorus: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I’m rolling all the weed around me, I won’t hurt nobody
Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems
Shawty my drügs, she substituting my narcotics
Wanna ride on my bus with nothing 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 building, ain’t no stopping me (Uh)
Shawty don’t know all these girls I’ve done seen (Mm-mm)
Time to spin on s*it ’cause they shot at me
I got to focus, I’m living out my dream, I’m ready, now
Uh, uh
Mm-mm, mm-mm