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apache chief - rosanna lyrics

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[verse 1]

i’m a product of lost endeavors, sacrificing whatever
while women stay runnin ’round like they orchestrating forever
smiling and taking pictures for social networking pleasure
if you ain’t worried bout the package then stop h-ssling the rapper

why the people closest to you build you up to let you fall?
and the ones i care about the most i rarely see at all
i never ever fall asleep without picking up your call
f-ck the games i’m tryna take you out your jersey grab the ball

the f-ck is free time? keepin up with my homies
who always kept it a hunnid i’m dodgin and duckin phonies
“oh i heard you on the radio!” doesn’t mean that you know me
i just want a f-ckin sweet tea and two dollar rosanne hoagie

i’m stuntin but on a budget, b-tches claiming they love it
i could hardly give a f-ck though as long as my shorty dug it
i ain’t seen her in a minute though i been thinking like f-ck it
i should drive out there tonight and make love like we neva done it

i’m exercising my demons, them b-tches doin pilates
i’m auto-piloting urges i’ve carried on from the nineties
this money and idle fame that this music sh-t can provide me
put me on a boat with some buffett you’ll never find me

the radio sounding scary, i ain’t no stranger to danger
i’m feeling just like a king but i wasn’t born in a manger
you was here waiting on a club banger?
matty fathers those beats, then i pull out the coat hanger

- apache chief lyrics

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