Sage

[Intro]

We used to make shit in this country, build shit

I'll take any mothefucker's money if he givin' it away (Yo)

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]

Ayy, they say the eyes lead to the soul (Uh)

Take a look how deep can you go? (Yeah)

Turned all my grief in to gold (Uh)

I been gettin' Gs on the road (Yeah)

Went from the streets to the globe (Yeah)

From a small piece to a load (Uh)

Envy me, I reach for the pole (Bow-bow)

Leave you six feet deep in a hole

Now my neck, wrist, teeth full of glow

Get me neck from these freaks and these hoes (Uh)

Tell me lies, fuckin', then I'm ghost

Now she just a comment on my post (Hah)

Bare minimum, I do the most

I be at your throat, diesel with the smoke

Got the vision like a sniper with a scope (Grrt)

From a city where the vipers call you bro

Hug you, try to stick a knife inside your throat (Uh)

Killin' shit, it's only homicide, I wrote (Yeah)

Shorty died it's Fetty Wap inside her dose

Suicide, tryna buy designer dope

Genius mind, high power, thousand volts (Yeah)

God blessed me, I'm the child that hold his own (Yeah)

Frozen corazón, aim it at your dome, nigga (Bow)

[Chorus: Rome Streetz]

Never had to dream about gettin' paid (Yeah)

The plan was to have a full plate (Yeah, yeah)

Was quarterbackin', trappin', runnin' plays

Keep the evils off me, baby, burnin' sage (Yeah)

If they ask a question, tell 'em, "Yo no sé"

Fully committed with it, all the way (Yeah)

Married to the game, ball and chain (Yeah)

Money (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Never had to dream about gettin' paid (Yeah)

The plan was to have a full plate (Yeah)

Was quarterbackin', trappin', runnin' plays

Keep the evils off me, baby, burnin' sage (Yeah)

If they ask a question, tell 'em, "Yo no sé"

Fully committed with it, all the way (Yeah)

Married to the game, ball and chain, motherfucker (Yeah)

Money

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]

Big Ms, pick me, hoe

Big timers, give me throat

Big diamonds, get me home

Who's shinin'? Don't get smoked

Hip-hopper, don't get maxed

Designer on my back

Revolver 'case I black

This summer, where my plaques?

I love her, that was cap

This silver, no, it's plat'

My Rolls Royce, mixed and matched

My invoice, oh, my God!

The crime dropped once we made it

Them white folks, I know they hate it

They kinfolk, I'm one of they favorites

Yo' bitch sister wanna get naked

Got acres on acres, need spaces

Y'all broke-ass niggas need payments

No roof on it, nigga, I'm brainless

Big money

I'm on the clock 'til the sun switch

I get a billi, we all lit

Don't put my name in that bullshit, dangerous (Woop)

Famous (Yeah), I'm not the one that you play with

Slow down, lil' mama, be patient

You showin' me three different faces

Your eyes brighten up in the spaceship

Your old nigga you had was tasteless (Aha)

I upgrade your life, it's amazin'

A theater came in the basement

Big money

[Chorus: Rome Streetz]

Never had to dream about gettin' paid (Yeah)

The plan was to have a full plate (Yeah)

Was quarterbackin', trappin', runnin' plays

Keep the evils off me, baby, burnin' sage (Yeah)

If they ask a question, tell 'em, "Yo no sé"

Fully committed with it, all the way (Yeah)

Married to the game, ball and chain (Yeah)

Money (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Never had to dream about gettin' paid (Yeah)

The plan was to have a full plate (Yeah)

Was quarterbackin', trappin', runnin' plays

Keep the evils off me, baby, burnin' sage (Yeah)

If they ask a question, tell 'em, "Yo no sé" (Yeah, yeah)

Fully committed with it, all the way (Yeah)

Married to the game, ball and chain (Yeah)

Money

[Outro: ScHoolboy Q]

Yeah

Woop, big money

Yeah

Yeah, yeah, big money

I'm on the clock 'til the sun switch (Aha)

But it's-a me, Groovio, hoo (Money)

[Interlude]

Sparkling diamonds, their value running into millions are giving Hatton Garden sleepless nights

With London now a world centre for diamonds

Jewel bandits have made this city thoroughfare their favourite target

There have been widespread thefts of precious stones worth hundreds of thousan—