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Rome Streetz
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Why we are as we are, why we take decisions as we do, and then the
Implications for policy makers, if we know all that, then why don't
We use the things we know in order
To get the outcomes that we desire?
Look, a lot of niggas rap but they
Ain't fuckin' with this, that's a fact
Give a fuck what y'all listenin'
You know who the fuck it is, man (You know who the fuck it is)
Check (Check)
Yo, check it
Definitely gettin' all of mine, what the fuck is probably?
Life a bitch, I fuck her then fuck the world, no monogamy
Flipped a lot of E just so I could cop me a pot to pee
The hustle in my blood, I gotta get it, it was prophecy
Was a young nigga runnin' wild, reckless robberies
Backin' out revolvers for your property
Now the product potent and popular
Like the patent leather Prada sneaks
Made legal paper off my criminology, honestly
Followed my own path, no role model showed me what I could be
Reefer, Redi-Rock, and narcotics boomed me to Dollar Tree
That's why every time that I drop shit, they flock to me
To the world stage from out of the cage, look what I achieved
The wise crook in golden fly garments, tricks inside his sleeve
The dumb ask "Why?" and base they thoughts on what the blind believe
Gotta know when to press the brakes and when it's time to speed
Be a wolf to know when you gotta rock the disguise of sheep
The lullaby, gotta sleep, I see the prize from deep
Like the quarterback, all the sauce is what they often lack
Record some bullshit and call it rap
I'm the author that they call for smack
Now my fortune's stacked and I need all of that
Smell the chronic in my trench coat
Lessons from the trenches, dunn, every blood ain't your kinfolk
Where I'm from, you either usin' that shit or you sling dope
Got a job or you dead broke
Chokin' on weed and lead smoke
Smell the chronic in my trench coat
Lessons from the trenches, dunn, every blood ain't your kinfolk
Where I'm from, you either usin' that shit or you sling dope
Got a job or you dead broke
Chokin' on weed and lead smoke
Ayo, shorty said I'm handsome, I deserve
All the money because I look like it
You losers washed up, can't fuck with me in the slightest
You my seed as I proceed to lead the sightless
And all my a-alikes, the plays to get the paper right
The streets ain't for play, I keep the pistol with the laser sight
Lot of niggas ain't make it, shorty told me I should pray at night
Said I live a crazy way of life
Yeah, I'm always in traffic and my best
Friend is the digital weigh device
I combine this with that to pay the lights
'Cause rap checks come once in a while
I gotta get it every day in life
I never start a mission and understand I'll never need Uncle Sam
'Cause dope dealer been my job description
I'ma always eat, I got better work than the competition
And I don't see none 'cause everything they do is like a rerun
Sellin' that weak re-rock, come take a speed bump
The game ain't free, but it's still each one teach one
I fucked the world and got the bitch pregnant off the pre-cum
They told you I was shinin' every time that they seen son
Real shit, it used to leave residue on the visionware
It's weird how the church broke but the preacher a millionaire
It's all finesse, you need to start listenin' more and talkin' less
Before I put these whores in Dior, I call up my connect
Fuckin' fact, uh
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Why we are as we are, why we take decisions as we do, and then the
Implications for policy makers, if we know all that, then why don't
We use the things we know in order
To get the outcomes that we desire?
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