[Verse 1] It's bout doing the unthinkable I hope you don't mind if I have a drink or two I definitely brought the bars Life is way more than these pretty chicks and fancy cars It's all in how you play your cards Like a young Jamie Foxx I'm breaking all the rules I'm a different kind of dude Made a different kind of move My people see me rising My family see me rising My aunty thought them folks were at it see though that I'd be dying I tell her worry not for if I go today I done made the kind of music where I never go away God bless every ear that hear what I had to say To be nothing like these niggas is the prayer I always pray I watched wrestling in the past 88 was on the dash Hitting Fendi, I got more belts the Kevin Nash Them Jordan Boxes is where I'm known to keep the stash But the shoes ain't never in 'em cause they always on the gas As I pass
[Hook] We bout to take it to another level I hope you listening I've been trying to tell you I think we got something special I really think we got something special Always rolling foot stay on the pedal I know my worth so I never settle I gotta give something special Right now I gotta give you something special
[Verse 2] They always told me life a dream, really gon' have some shit Capture it, give all of my niggas half of it Presidential Roley, first lady is in the cabinet All my shit bang like a head on accident I'm going after it and I ain't showing no fatigue Like when I use to be in Roseland playing little league Got on base, made hits, raps can do the same shit Old fashion donut eating, city sports every weekend Hitting River Oaks Left a couple niggas broke Lot of them was supposed to hoop, what they do, later choke I told them I was finna rap and they ain't wanna say I'm dope Now they can't match my high and that no matter what they smoke The money that I'm getting make them think I'm selling coke I'm just popping like the fence working like I gots some kids Stand behind my bars like I'm bout to do a bid Capturing these moments you can see it on the pics and vids
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[Verse 3] I may have lost a couple old fans, probably scared away some new fans But this is not a new plan Road to Perdition like Paul I'm a new man All the real niggas looking at me like I'm true fam I'm in this water like I'm sea salt Finna make all of my niggas rich off default This is one to one, this ain't nothing like what he bought What he got, I gotta be boiling if he hot Looking at the game as if I'm chilling on the tree top Rising over niggas who saying that they believe not I mostly wear Jordans but I might fuck with Reebok When they send the paper we gon' take a look at what we got Working on some ventures with some of your favourite vendors Cause I was going hard when these niggas was being tender My outside fresh but it's also about the inner They say the young boy got the heart of a 100 niggas My sis still beating, my team still eating We party on the weekdays like it was the weekend We the motivation to think we started sweeping floors Now we finna fuck around and sweep the nation I use to push a dolly looking goofy in the lobby And now I'm getting money like I invented mollies Few niggas in my league like I was playing hockey Don't know what you've been told but this the life of Rockie Fuck with me yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
