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Yung Glover - I'm Better Lyrics



Yung Glover - I'm Better Lyrics




Wooahhhh
Wooahhhhh
Wooahhhhhh
Na Na
Na Na
Na Na
Na
Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for them to Use me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin

I'm spitting factual actually about That action attacking ya
Wanna battle well I'm tha one leave U mad when u packin' up
Bring ya bitch to tha crib and i tell Her back it up back it up
Thought she was a city girl the way She actin up actin up
We gone f*ck then we roll up out
The pack of tha medical
We got cherry puffs ,white Runtz And stacks of the edibles
Ian finished until I'm done
Sit back on my pedestal
Most of these niggas think they can Rap but actually terrible
I can fight and Shoot
U know U a hoe
I ain scared of ya
I might need to
Expose
You hoes
U replicas
Why the f*ck these niggas be Envious like Angelica?
And Police finding any lil reason jus To arrest me for ?
They the one that started this
I am not a part of this
They say every song they make a hit
I got harder hits
Rap like I was constipated wit it I'm Wit all the shits
They jus mad cause Daunte went n Did it now they follow it
Please don't get to close cause the Clip filled w hollow tips
Trigger finger ready
Let it slip
Jus Like I lost the grip
Once A couple haters came afloat Kick em off the ship
Do u wanna lose ya life cause that's Gone be the cost of it

Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for u to use Me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my Pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin (Wooahh)
Tell em Rest In Peace
To any mother f*cker that mess With me
God tryna lecture me
Demons tryna get next to me
Stress is a necessity
I'm Blessed with hella melody
I'm building my legacy
For family especially
Go w the flow
Come in the game thru the window
If they be closing doors
Smokin a blunt then rollin more
I ain't the one that sold his soul
I'm at tha top
Never could be at the bottom that's How it's supposed to go
I got it locked
& They be watching forever just
Like the remote was broke
Most of you been smoking dope and Spitting w a broken flow
I'm tha captain of the ship I tell a Bitch to hold the boat
If a nigga wanna square up with me We can do-si-do
I got patnas w me
Toting choppas
We got
Mul-ti-ple
I be getting bitches round my age
But I like older hoes
I like stacking paper till the paper is
Un-foldable
I am unapproachable
Also uncontrollable
Can't develop feelings for no hoe
I'm unemotional
We been getting bread I'm talkn More than just a loaf or so
Patna movin coke and when it's low He get tha broken soap
I'm the greatest goat and that is Something you supposed to know
F*ckin w a pro off of my music u Gone overdose

Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for u to use Me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my Pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin
Wooaah
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Wooahhhh
Wooahhhhh
Wooahhhhhh
Na Na
Na Na
Na Na
Na
Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for them to Use me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin

I'm spitting factual actually about That action attacking ya
Wanna battle well I'm tha one leave U mad when u packin' up
Bring ya bitch to tha crib and i tell Her back it up back it up
Thought she was a city girl the way She actin up actin up
We gone f*ck then we roll up out
The pack of tha medical
We got cherry puffs ,white Runtz And stacks of the edibles
Ian finished until I'm done
Sit back on my pedestal
Most of these niggas think they can Rap but actually terrible
I can fight and Shoot
U know U a hoe
I ain scared of ya
I might need to
Expose
You hoes
U replicas
Why the f*ck these niggas be Envious like Angelica?
And Police finding any lil reason jus To arrest me for ?
They the one that started this
I am not a part of this
They say every song they make a hit
I got harder hits
Rap like I was constipated wit it I'm Wit all the shits
They jus mad cause Daunte went n Did it now they follow it
Please don't get to close cause the Clip filled w hollow tips
Trigger finger ready
Let it slip
Jus Like I lost the grip
Once A couple haters came afloat Kick em off the ship
Do u wanna lose ya life cause that's Gone be the cost of it

Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for u to use Me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my Pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin (Wooahh)
Tell em Rest In Peace
To any mother f*cker that mess With me
God tryna lecture me
Demons tryna get next to me
Stress is a necessity
I'm Blessed with hella melody
I'm building my legacy
For family especially
Go w the flow
Come in the game thru the window
If they be closing doors
Smokin a blunt then rollin more
I ain't the one that sold his soul
I'm at tha top
Never could be at the bottom that's How it's supposed to go
I got it locked
& They be watching forever just
Like the remote was broke
Most of you been smoking dope and Spitting w a broken flow
I'm tha captain of the ship I tell a Bitch to hold the boat
If a nigga wanna square up with me We can do-si-do
I got patnas w me
Toting choppas
We got
Mul-ti-ple
I be getting bitches round my age
But I like older hoes
I like stacking paper till the paper is
Un-foldable
I am unapproachable
Also uncontrollable
Can't develop feelings for no hoe
I'm unemotional
We been getting bread I'm talkn More than just a loaf or so
Patna movin coke and when it's low He get tha broken soap
I'm the greatest goat and that is Something you supposed to know
F*ckin w a pro off of my music u Gone overdose

Listen cause I'm tired of having to Prove that I'm better
Stupidly clever to smart for u to use Me for cheddar
I'm losing em never I beat the beat I Bruise it it's better
Assuming u better that getta nigga Crucially severed
No I'm not Rich
But I be sticking to the script till I Got it
Don't got a chick
But I always keep a bitch in my Pocket
And ima spit
Like Cordae w a lisp when he talkn
I'm poppin Shit
Won't go away till I rest in a coffin
Wooaah
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Writer: Daunte Glover
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Written by: Daunte Glover

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