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rome streetz - can't stay away lyrics

[verse 1]
yo
reflection in my environment
where you gotta grind just to survive inside a lion’s den
all about your hustle, get your own, you can’t rely on friends
only trust the hands you hold the iron in
24/7 i’m out for grands, that’s the plans, you know my intent
to rise higher, turn what i invent to a monument
you’ve been warned: i’m on some sh+t
bombin’ on you nondescript f+ck n+ggas thinkin’ you iller
i’m magic johnson sick
polo parka, your baby mama will slob the d+ck
’cause the way i carry on is sl!ck
i spit street corner consciousness, gettin’ coins off the sniff
correspondin’ with cons, keep copper in the cartridges
f+ck a cop car, my narcotics still movin’ on the strip
told myself a 9+to+5 job wasn’t it
consequences for workin’ that road, you better hold this sh+t
i’ve been told, “slow your roll and go legit”
illegal life grabbed my mind, it took a hold of it
am i naive and stupid for thinking i could control this sh+t?
while i no matter, my bros that’s in the hole’s sick
uncle sam, you can blow the grip

[hook]
goin’ hard for everything because i need that sh+t
drop a package, get it off, and then repeat that sh+t
go from a worker to a boss, i need to eat, that’s it
know everyone that take a loss, it’s how you keep that sh+t
addicted to the game, streets keep calling me
addicted to the game, streets keep calling me
[verse 2]
how can i be satisfied? i haven’t done enough
out for presidents to represent, i need plugs and new customers
makin’ profits when my moves double up
do what i gotta do, my nephew need shoes and the rent comin’ up
shorty hold it down, that’s a fact, she was around when i went broke
started from scratch, made triple back
official rap
had the work boomin’ out the bristol trap
chrome pistol, now the price 100 for the crystal cap
rome streetz a 3 dice gambler, coke scrambler
dirty dough handler, flash ration on camera
in the land of the scammer and dealers, son, get your handle up
what you know separate pro from amateur
got whatever, take a sampler, that’s how i ran it up
[?] grams of dust, potent california cannabis
henny drinker, deep thinker, always got a plan to bust
know you fall for anything if you don’t stand for much

- rome streetz lyrics

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