[Intro: Rome Streetz]
Yep
You know what the fuck it is, man
It's Rome Streetz
Look
[Verse: Rome Streetz]
I ride this shit like a jockey (Uh-huh), my style cocky
Checks from the rap now, money used to pile off the Oxy (That work)
Don't give a fuck who you got, I'll rock your top three (Fuck y'all niggas)
My product is not free, pay the guap to me
Had shorty open off the aura, I ain't gotta speak
Fuck me on the first night, 'cause I ain't got a week (I don't)
Lotta weak rappers in the way droppin' trash productions (Niggas trash)
Piss-poor performance, you won't collab on nothin' (Nah)
I made my name synonymous for bombin' shit
You niggas all bums, your pops shoulda told your mom to "Spit" (Haha)
This shit raw like the coke Montana sniff
I paid twenty-four, sold it all for ninety-six
I'm in the mix with some niggas that'll do you filthy (What else?)
I used to sell fifties, now I need land and realty (Uh-huh)
All truth, no brеath of lies
To get the prizе, I was stretchin' pies
Broke niggas never rise (Never)
Road to riches, mapped out, I got it memorized
Nothing's what you gon' get 'cause you don't ever grind
Forever shine, been the motto
Saw the signs in the smoke from the spliff, not the bottom of the bottle
Live life full-throttle, wife a model
From New York where it's trife, they stick a knife inside you (Ugh)
You fuck niggas could never do what I do (Never)
Download my audio dope on your iTunes, nigga
[Interlude: Rome Streetz]
Fuck outta here
It's Rome Streetz
Yeah, yeah
You know what it is
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayo)
[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Wise words from the wizard (Uh-huh)
A goddess where my whiz is
Right wrist on blizzard (Bling), I write shit exquisite
School of hard knocks, got A on all the quizzes (I did)
Got stripes, I'm a tiger, you a lizard
It's Smoker's Club, rollin' bud, lifted
Always knew that I was gifted
Put the work out 'til shit shifted (Uh-huh)
Now everybody tryna eat the last place that I shitted (Haha)
On a cash chase, life is fast-paced like Olympic sprintin' (It is)
Talk of the town
On a track I'm like James Brown, the greatest (Uh)
Work of art— how you describe my latest
Eight-hundred dollar ASICS, steppin' on your faces (Haha)
Lames attempt to imitate, but break they wrist tryna trace this (Niggas washed)
I spray your all time great list, you know the vibes (Grrt)
I'm Mr. Spock in the spaceship, the Enterprise
We never play your shit in the ride (Never)
I'm energized, this your chance to look your killer in the eye (Bah), nigga
[Outro: Rome Streetz]
Fuck outta here
