rome streetz - lucky stopped dreaming lyrics
[hook: rome streetz]
ayo
product dope, that’s how i got the prada coat
gentrified apartment disposable dollars if i wanna blow
throw your cd out the f+ckin’ window
the hardest part was the skit on the intro
you ain’t low you ain’t high either
bottom feeder eat after the hyena’s
this ace last day at the cleaners
[verse: rome streetz]
ayo
it ain’t even a question when they ask who dope you know they won’t say you
they say it all the time that i’m k!lling sh+t lately it’s nothing new
took a few losses had to turn my l’s to w’s
came up clean and on top with no sub to fugue
them other dudes throwin’ subs is food
i drop buckets, triple double sh+t at best you just a substitute
when through trial and error son had to become astute, off of the stoup won’t get to the loot, if you a recluse
i paid a stack for the louis boots and i rock em’ loose
like the forties on pac in juice i was a poppin’ yute
got a couple dollars in my pocket outta proustite
but i’d rather pimp on life, it feel more logical
play the game for fame it’s either jail, death or hospital
mommy told me “do the best that i can do”
profit off the powder with the blanco hue
franco links i wanna cop a few
shine like a king in all my glory, so honorable
small minded n+ggas want weed and designer shoes
my cuddies crush the molly up and sniff a line smooth
play my tape, hit rewind you probably find jewels
like ali baba been a robber but i rhyme too (f+ck outta here)
the f+ck?
[verse: rome streetz]
yo, check it
your poor performance
this the holy ghost, four hail mary’s through the rosaries across your coffin
i came off made pies off a small portion
i acquire mine inside my mind hold a fortune
my life awesome, you n+ggas desperate tryin’ bullsh+t forcin’
i’m him like jim morrison
strange days seem normal when you all through all of it
your sh+t is all awkwardness, fraudulent i k!ll you off with this
[hook: rome streetz]
ayo
product dope, that’s how i got the prada coat
gentrified apartment disposable dollars if i wanna blow
throw your cd out the f+ckin’ window
the hardest part was the skit on the intro
you ain’t low you ain’t high either
bottom feeder eat after the hyena’s
this ace last day at the cleaners
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