[Intro: Rome Streetz]
(Wherever you walk, you better watch your back
They can shoot at you, they can do anything
You gotta protect yourself when you're around here
You let them shit out of you, they do it all the time
That's why you gotta get back at them
Show 'em you not a punk)
Ayo, look
[Verse: Rome Streetz]
I had to open my eyes wider to see the signs (Uh-huh)
Trying to get a piece of the pie and find a peace of mind
Never would I follow a lost n**** leading the blind (Never)
No Rolex on my wrist, I'm on divine time (Uh-huh)
Got onе foot in and one foot out, I walk a fine line
Bitchеs love me like I'm Don Juan (They do)
I been adored since the velour I wore with Sean John
Had dreams of bein' on, nightmares of Feds kickin' my door
Got greedy, chasin' one more score (Uh-huh)
Fast forward, now I get thousands to rap all the shit I saw
The concept was foreign before
Now I got all sorts of foreigner broads tryna fuck on me like a porno they saw (Uh)
Grant all my wishes, get explicit if I ask for more
I wasn't tall enough for basketball (I wasn't)
I dribbled a different rock to have my guap comin' back and forth
Change my circumstances, now I'm advancin'
Trying to manifest a new McLaren and a mansion
Runnin' it up, you just running your mouth
Lately I run DMC, double the money we count
I couldn't get it off the couch, had to go out on the route
Angel and Devil on my shoulder, have 'em bounce while I bag a ounce
I had to calculate a come up, I was down and out
I turned a stone to a diamond, n***** scratchin' they scalp
Tryna figure this shit out, filled with self-doubt
They washed up, joints got gout, dry, stuck in a drought (These n***** washed)
I'm out for money, market, accounts, stocks and bonds
Fast whips and trips to Azerbaijan (Uh-huh)
Now shit is lit, all my hardships is bygone
Still keep a clip to spray your shit up like a Krylon (Bah, bah)
Mothafucka
[Chorus: Rome Streetz]
The world is mine, I shout it out loud
I had to smack the shit out of the Devil 'cause God gave me style (He did)
Father stretched my hands to touch a money pile
It was hard to obtain, but, now we runnin' through thou's (Money)
The world is mine, I shout it out loud
I had to smack the shit out of the Devil 'cause God gave me style (He did)
Father stretched my hands to touch a money pile
It was hard to obtain, but, now we runnin' through thou's (Money)
[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
I make fast money, drive foreign cars (Uh-huh)
Everybody try to get close, they think I'm a superstar (I am)
Horny hoes in hot pursuit since I made Coup de Grâce
Flirtin', throwin' me plenty social cues to remove their bra
A hearthrob, but, l'm far from cupid (Nah)
Dub if she stupid, can't socialize if she clueless (Never)
My life is like a motion picture by Stanley Kubrick
My path to glory was simple, I follow no rubric (I didn't)
Smooth shit, I rock a rude fit
All the money came real easy off the E, l'm ruthless (Haha)
N**** with a attitude, my lifestyle produced this
If it ain't cheese, deuces, it's not conducive
Stack bands, dollar signs in my CAT scan
Keep a chopper like we Afghan, but, I'm a black man
Write an exact plan, eatin' off the useful land
Got the whole world in the palm of my hand
[Outro: Rome Streetz]
Mothafucka
