You’ll Find the One

Rylo Rodriguez

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    (RicoGotThatFye)

    Lil' bro, he ain't die yet, they still turned him to a vegetable, yeah
    Nigga had a good heart, hope they appeal and free Lil Mega
    Screenshot me, I ain't text her 'cause I know she being extra
    I'm from the 'jects, where we put our park league trophies on the dresser, damn
    Long live lil' Maji, lil' bro died off a pill
    I know you ain't stab me in my back, but you will
    I'm the type of nigga who would put the hood in my will
    My granny had dementia, I'd give the world just to see her
    Got me wanting to break down, she don't remember who I'm is
    Showing her our pictures, like: Granny, you don't remember who I'm is?
    Niggas dissing on social media like we don't remember where you live
    Soon as they step out, if we don't get 'em, we cool, we spin back

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    Doing shows, thirty people to an arena, now the crowd packed
    I see how you move, you keep the you-Haul, I'ma fall back
    Missed a couple calls from the county jail, I can't call back
    All that shit you posting, the feds come, they'll take all that
    Told you that's her friend, you better wake up, that ho sleeping with 'em
    Show all of your partners that you love 'em until the reaper get 'em
    Free all of my brothers, the ones who told, you can keep them niggas
    Tell the world you hanging with that rat 'fore you start beefing with him
    Ho, tell the world how you used to eat that dick, you used to be a fan
    I don't trust, I done seen these bitches fuck, get home, post free they man
    I ain't insecure, we just ain't on the same page, it might make me a spam
    G-Wagen Brabus, this bitch got the highlights, you don't gotta see no film (RicoGotThatFye)
    He done put the wrong switch on his gun, it keep jamming on him
    Just act like you killing niggas, y'all niggas just got a lotta attempts
    My cousin paying for studio time, his kid like: You ain't fed me
    Engineer, he ain't need no instrumental, his ass a deadbeat
    Heading to a show like thirty convicted felons trail me
    Hangin' covers on his bunk like blinds in jail just so they'll sleep
    Crooked ass, C.O. hating, got him sleeping with the lights on
    Niggas in the dorm jealous telling about an iPhone
    Forgot that he got robbed, still wake up, tryna put his watch on
    You'll find you one
    Fuck a switch, a Glock eighteen
    You'll find you one
    The one who ain't fucked the whole team
    She'll find you one day

    Lil' bro, he ain't die yet, they still turned him to a vegetable, yeah
    Nigga had a good heart, hope they appeal and free Lil Mega
    Screenshot me, I ain't text her 'cause I know she being extra
    I'm from the 'jects, where we put our park league trophies on the dresser, damn
    Long live lil' Maji, lil' bro died off a pill
    I know you ain't stab me in my back, but you will
    I'm the type of nigga who would put the hood in my will
    My granny had dementia, I'd give the world just to see her
    Got me wanting to break down, she don't remember who I'm is
    Showing her our pictures, like: Granny, you don't remember who I'm is?
    Niggas dissing on social media like we don't remember where you live
    Soon as they step out, if we don't get 'em, we cool, we spin back

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