young roddy - fortune lyrics
i guess its in my blood to never give a f-ck
pops was a rebel, a cold blooded brother
ain’t no i in team, we gonna make it out together
like shaq and kobe or duncan or gin-bili
you only get one shot don’t miss robert horry
or like jordan and pippen, i’m gonna ride for my n-gg-s
all got something in common, man we all tryna get it
id rather be the outcast while yall tryna fit in
trying to sell me dreams im like who the f-ck they kiddin?
kept it 100 guess them n-gg-s ain’t feel me till my cousins locked up i told him put me on his visits cause he had faith in me when ain’t n-body didn’t
hate to admit it, lost focus for a minute. lost hope for minute, went broke for a minute
even n-gg-s on my team who got fly with a n-gg-, puffed loud with a n-gg-, switched sides on a n-gg-
but i’m sticking to the script yeah moneys still the mission
i can get a roll of real but that ain’t n-bodys business
had to set my watches, perfect timing on them n-gg-s
man they love to throw shade when youre shining on them n-gg-s
stuntin on them b-tches, pardon my manners, i got henny in my cup, i can’t hold my bladder
they couldn’t reach my level, no not even with a ladder
i hustle cause i had to, even on camera, flexing on them b-tches trying to break these bad habits, got million dollar thoughts while im baggin up this cali
i’m still laid back roasted plottin on my fortune
soldier rag tied around my head like a was rambo or juvi
400 degrees in this camo, my uzi, weigh a ton n-gg- i can handle a shootin
sh-t up on this track, boy, feel this ammo, i k!ll these c-ckroaches like montana
hot as the savannah, but my flow cold like im alaskan, fingers numb cause i smoke my weed down to ashes
zips of og no need to p-ss it, lames tryna see me they need gl-sses, n-gg-s tryna be me they be cl-ssless
straight dude from the old school, im a graduate, all that hating on me you should cancel it, in the ring n-gg- im a champion
talking all that slick gangsta sh-t bro whats happening? you ain’t bout that life stop actin then
tryna question my drive like i ain’t p-ssionate, i didn’t rap all this fly -ss music by accident, this rap game im trappin it
n-gg-
im still laid back roasted plottin on my fortune
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