Space X

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]

Ayo

I had to show you who the one

The bum's back broke from the fall off (Haha)

Still goin' up like SpaceX, in your tape deck

Drippin' all sauce, lotta bums cut from your cloth

Money talk, bucks in my call log

Label deals with the prior deals, was a lot of pills and raw soft

Saw more, but I needed it (Yup)

Young, wild, disobedient (Uh-huh)

Lone wolf, got it on my own 'cause them other niggas ain't believe in it

Now I'm leadin' it

Leveled up from when the double cup had lean in it

Brought all of my thoughts to life 'cause before I was just dreamin' it (Uh-huh)

Hand-to-hand scams, schemin' it

Heard your album, it's a piecе of shit (Shit trash)

Yeah them niggas is washed up, I'm thе only one that's gon' keep it lit

Big steppin' all over the globe in designer clothes, on my feet is Rick (Uh-huh)

Yeah, probably woulda slowed my roll

If the younger me could see this shit

I was crooked from a lot of bookin'

Two phone juugin', deep in the field (I was)

Lost my homies to the grave and the cage

So, lately I don't know how to feel (Damn)

'85ers don't know how to build

I put brick after brick after brick after brick

Everybody on your team rich, huh?

Vic' after vic' after vic' after vic' (Haha)

"Why you and such and such ain't never did a song, Rome?

"That nigga's a bitch (Bitch)

I don't wanna waste my time

Doin' somethin' that ain't gon' amount to shit (Never)

We are not the same kind

Them other motherfuckers counterfeit

This the real deal, no co-d, did it doley 'cause they will squeal

None of these niggas my homies, just a bunch of rappers that I will kill (Blat)

At the top it's so lonely, when I look around it's gang only

I remember when they didn't know me

Now they fuckin' neck is on my sneaker heel (Haha)

Pay all the paper to Rome Streetz, fuck a friendship, son, I need the bills

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Liftoff

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]

Ayo

It's dough in hand-in-hand

Every time the door swing, made a couple bands

Never trust niggas, do dumb shit when they broke, only fuck with fam

Hoes on my line tryna spend time, hit it one time, then I scram (Zoom)

I'm that nigga

Bitches love me down, sendin' me nudes on Instagram

You know what it is

Clout can't feed the kids, need dolla' signs (Bet)

Told them other niggas "Eat a dick"

If it ain't chips then it's asinine (Sock it to my pocket)

Them niggas ain't got they own wave

They just latchin' on to a rapper shine

I'm the motherfuckin' champ like Stone Cold, bitch, that's the bottom line

Whippin' the Benz in sport mode, high in the fast lane doin' a buck (Skrrt)

Yeah that's your girl, that's your world

I just called her to come through and suck

We toolied up I been havin' my way

Got nothin' to do with luck (Nah)

All them corny niggas in the way, droppin' tapes

But nobody give a fuck (You niggas washed)

Comparison is embarrasin', every shape and form, they ain't lit as us

Rap ain't for everybody, some of y'all bitch niggas need to give it up (Fuck outta here)

It's the ups-downs; highs-lows; trials-tribulations; and the game of life

All this shit made me who I am, world in my hand, I'm the brightest light

Motherfucker