Rome Streetz

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Rome Streetz

Sock It 2 My Pocket


Look, look, look

Don't get it fucked up, I'm a artist on a mission (Uh-huh)
Kill solo acts, then bury they whole squad with 'em
Got the whole globe opened off the izm
Inspire by how I high I risen
made dollar signs out of all my visions (Cash)
I got the gift like Professor X
If somebody ever pop in your shit
quick, we press eject (Haha)
No respect for the counterfeit
Watered down over the counter, clowns spit
they don't amount to shit (Trash)
This the mountain of blow Tony was 'bout to sniff
Dope audio, your broad adore the glow
If a nigga hatin'
he really applaud on the low (Fuck outta here)
Lord knows my plight, plenty nights tryna get right
Out to go from no dough to glamor life
Hearin' grandma's prayers
sellin' Gary a gram of white (Uh-huh)
Grindin', now we goin' for Grammys, victory's in my sight
It's much closer, got the soul of a bold soldier
Cold shoulder, cut her off with no closure (Woop)
Friend or foe, keep the grass low to show a cobra
When they envy the glow, they can't keep composure
Knew I would grow from the street to an elite composer
I was confident, I know profit and consequence
No suprise I prospered off plots
that my mind invent (Uh-huh)
Aimin' for the top, got a quarter block inside the vent
Worst come to worst, we'll always a-bring a dollar in

We up now, speedin' in a coupe (Coupe)
Addicted to the game, fiendin' for the loot
Got everything to gain, I done seen too many lose
I gotta shoot my shot, I started out with a. 22
We up now, speedin' in a coupe (Coupe)
Addicted to the game, fiendin' for the loot
Got everything to gain, I done seen too many lose
Gotta shoot my shot, I started out with a. 22 (Uh)

Don't give a fuck who you are (Uh-uh)
I black out like Doctor Umar
The plot's to get lots of loot
cribs, guns, and new cars (Uh-huh)
And plenty businesses, I been the shit, only out to benefit
You bum-ass niggas never been interesting (Never)
This the main event
Came up out the audience, it's awesome how you
lame's fame came and went (You niggas washed)
This how it go though, ain't shit changed
Now my target at the range is all my
foes in a photo (Baow, baow, baow)
Line 'em up, only align with the same minds as us
Been a mastermind, turn a minus to a major plus (Uh-huh)
Got the vision like a palm reader
See my pie multiply from a fraction, it's simple math (Uh)
You build-powers just roadkill, dead in the path
Five-four bills, don't spend it all, put bread in the stash
Did dope deals
now these labels wanna throw me a bag (Uh-huh)
For real, this shit I put in the page'll forever last (Uh)

We up now, speedin' in a coupe (Coupe)
Addicted to the game, fiendin' for the loot
Got everything to gain, I done seen too many lose
I gotta shoot my shot, I started out with a. 22
We up now, speedin' in a coupe (Coupe)
Addicted to the game, fiendin' for the loot
Got everything to gain, I done seen too many lose
Gotta shoot my shot, I started out with a. 22

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