Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's 'bout doing the unthinkable I hope you don't mind if I have a drink or two I definitely brought the bars Life is way more than these pretty chicks and fancy cars It's all in how you play your cards Like a young Jamie Foxx, I'm breaking all the rules I'm a different kind of dude, made a different kind of move My people see me rising, my family see me rising My auntie thought the folks was at it, she thought I'd be dying I tell her worry not, for if I go today I done made the kind of music where I never go away God bless every ear that hear what I had to say To be nothing like these niggas is the prayer I always pray I watched wrestling in the past, eighty-eight was on the dash Hitting Fendi, I got more belts the Kevin Nash Them Jordan boxes where I'm known to keep the stash But the shoes ain't never in 'em 'cause they always on the gas as I pass [Chorus] We 'bout to take it to another level I hope you listening, I've been tryna tell you I think we got something special I really think we got something special Always rolling, foot stay on the pedal I know my worth, so I never settle I gotta give something special Right now, I gotta give you something special [Verse 2] They always told me life's a dream, really gon' have some shit Capture it, give all of my niggas half of it Presidential Rollies, first ladies in the cabinet All my shit bang like a head-on accident I'm going after it and I ain't showing no fatigue Like when I use to be in Roseland playing little league Got on base, made hits, rap can do the same shit Old-fashioned donut eating, city sports every weekend Hitting River Oaks, left a couple niggas broke Lot of them was supposed to hoop, what they do? Later choke I told 'em I was finna rap and they ain't wanna say I'm dope Now they can't match my high and that's no matter what they smoke The money that I'm getting make 'em think I'm selling coke I'm just popping like the fence, working like I gots some kids Stand behind my bars like I'm 'bout to do a bid Capturing these moments, you can see 'em on the pics and vids Real nigga shit [Chorus] We 'bout to take it to another level I hope you listening, I've been tryna tell you I think we got something special I really think we got something special Always rolling, foot stay on the pedal I know my worth, so I never settle I gotta give something special Right now, I gotta give you something special [Verse 3] I may have lost a couple old fans Probably scared away some new fans, but this is not a new plan Road to Perdition, like Paul, I'm a new man All the real niggas looking at me like I'm true fam I'm in this water like I'm sea salt Finna make all of my niggas rich off default And this is one of one, this ain't nothing like what he bought What he got, I gotta be boiling if he hot Looking at the game as if I'm chilling on the treetop Rising over niggas who saying that they believe not I mostly wear Jordans, but I might fuck with Reebok When they send the paper, we gon' take a look at what we got Working on some ventures with some of your favorite vendors 'Cause I was going hard while these niggas was being tender My outside fresh, but it's also about the inner They say the young boy got the heart of a hundred niggas My sis still beating, my team still eating We party on the weekdays like it was the weekend We the motivation, to think we started sweeping floors Now we finna fuck around and sweep the nation I used to push a dolly, looking goofy in the lobby And now I'm getting money like I invented molly Few niggas in my league like I was playing hockey Don't know what you've been told, but this the life of Rockie Fuck with me, yeah