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corey st.rose - movie lyrics

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i’m waited a minute

i’m taking off

i hop out the forgien

i jump out the porsche

remainse about the old days

i was trapping hard threw the cold days

all of my chicks be bougie

i cover all them in gucci

sipping that drank got wozzing

all my my hitta’s

got uzi

n-gg-s be hating

but act like they knew me

when i’m in the spot it’s a movie

b-tches be acting groupies

shawty a 9

but she got her some booty

different money

coming 4 ways

i’m be in the streets

n-gg- broad day

ain’t sacrifice until all my paid

spend 2 bands on some balmians

i’m in the zoo

yeah the jungle

n-gg-s don’t rap

they just mumble

broke nights

had to hustle off

i was hated on

had to brush it off

f-ck with the team

and you getting murk

2 bricks just to get verse

n-gg-s be making they death bed

feel like roasta

like red man

i never play with my bread

i swear my neighbors the feds

michigan still drinking led

i’m always planning ahead

life feel like russian roulette

i’m diving my b-tches be wet

f-ck all the talking

they know i’m the best

ain’t industry

but i got me some connects

05 feel like 50

rocking bulletproof vest

don’t go to church

but i’m blessed

subi the jean

they distressed

i got a lot on mind

i tell her read the lines

can’t not be wasting no timex2

i’m trying kick it bruce lee

call up the plug for the 2 piece

stacking the paper like loose leaf

i’m taking what’s mines like excuse me !

went back to 90’s got coogi

i ran up the bag

all at bloomies

that n-gg- a sucker

a goofy

i stand on my own

with my 2 feet

too many rumors & gossip

n-gg- i’m reckless i’m pop sh-t

i pick up my pen

then i go in the booth

she said that she love me

but that ain’t the truth

the come up is real

real n-gg-s salute

ain’t humble no more

i’m taking what’s mine

you watching you throne

i’m cheeling in rome

i aim at your dome

my new whip with is chrone

oh

i had to change up the mind set

f-ck all y’all instagram comments

all of my shows got mosh pit

i went to bel air

like i’m will smith

i already been threw some real sh-t

now i’m trying get real rich

the money be calling

im picking up

been rapping for years ain’t giving it

they talk all the sh-t

but ain’t speaking up

you can put me on smack

& im zipping up

you had some fame

but your time is up

now karma a b-tch

and i’m packing out

i was stuck in my zone

trying make it out

i had to cut off the parties

& hanging out

i’m with the gang

and we banging out

i never needed no hand outs

all of my music just stand out

if she baddie i ran down

i be looking like the man now

- corey st rose lyrics

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