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[Hook: Rome Streetz] Ayo Product dope, that's how I got the Prada coat Gentrified apartment disposable dollars if I wanna blow Throw your CD out the fuckin' window The hardest part was the skit on the intro You ain't low, you ain't high either Bottom feeder eat after the hyenas This Ace last day at the cleaners [Verse 1: Rome Streetz] Ayo It ain't even a question when they ask "who dope?" you know they won't say you They say it all the time that I'm killing shit lately it's nothing new Took a few losses had to turn my L's to W's Came up clean and on top with no sub to fugue Them other dudes throwin' subs is food I drop buckets, triple double shit, at best you just a substitute Went through trial and error son had to become astute, off of the stoup won't get to the loot, if you a recluse I paid a stack for the Louis boots and I rock em' loose Like the forties on Pac in juice I was a poppin' yute Got a couple dollars in my pocket outta prostitute But I'd rather pimp on life, it feel more logical Play the game for fame it's either jail, death, or hospital Mommy told me "do the best that I can do" Profit off the powder with the Blanco hue Franco links I wanna cop a few Shine like a king in all my glory, so honorable Small minded niggas want weed and designer shoes My cuddies crush the molly up and sniff a line smooth Play my tape, hit rewind, you probably find jewels Like Ali Baba been a robber but I rhyme too (Fuck outta here) The fuck? [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Yo, check it Your poor performance This the holy ghost, four Hail Mary's throw the rosaries across your coffin I came off made pies off a small portion I acquire mine inside my mind hold a fortune My life awesome, you niggas desperate tryin' bullshit forcin' I'm him like Jim Morrison Strange days seem normal when you all through all of it Your shit is all awkwardness, fraudulent, I kill you off with this [Hook: Rome Streetz] Ayo Product dope, that's how I got the Prada coat Gentrified apartment disposable dollars if I wanna blow Throw your CD out the fuckin' window The hardest part was the skit on the intro You ain't low, you ain't high either Bottom feeder eat after the hyenas This Ace last day at the cleaners