Nine 4 Judas

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Rome Streetz - Rap, Boom Bap

Nine 4 Judas

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[Intro: Rome Streetz] Look, only thing a motherfucker ever told me was "Get your money" That's the only thing that ever mattered honestly Can't get paid in a earth this big.... [Verse 1: Rome Streetz] Look, ayo, ayo, ayo I came up when I learned every dollar ain't savable Spend five to make ten you can't be lackadaisical It blew my mind when I learned coke was microwavable Plenty tricks I learned in the trade to help me make it through For evеrything I didn't have my hunger was insatiable Now I need my cash up front pussy its pay-pеr-view Like only fans what's the plans if you ain't profiting If not you just a waste of oxygen I'm poppin' in different cities and states when they said my fate' be prison gates I changed mine, stable way of living now my shit is straight But still grimy like duct tape on a thirty-eight Respect you either earn or take (give me mine) For so long I was in survival mode ask me "How I made it" I'll say "I don't know" I guess I'm God's favorite in designer clothes The results of me livin' so rapid only time will show We did crimes for Rolex watches, gold, and diamond roll [Hook: Rome Streetz] As the world turns and the weed burn slow Only motherfuckin' thing you need to know is earn dough That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it Keep a fly bitch on my side and a nine for Judas As the world turns and the weed burn slow Only motherfuckin' thing you need to know is earn dough That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it Keep a fly bitch on my side and a nine for Judas [Verse 2: Rome Streetz] Ayo, swear to keep my feet in tropical waters you niggas drop Could never fuck with nothing the god jot and recorded It's bodies and boxes of corpses 'till the profit enormous Off-top 'till we posture in Porsches, you niggas dormant I never waited for endorsements, I brought it to the doorstep Kicked the door off the fuckin' hinge now I'm saucin' Audio dope this the overdose to your endorphins Pure like Columbian soft they sniff it often They lied when they said that "We was all kings" Some of y'all niggas is pons and peasants real small in my presence I leave permanent scars on your brain fuck impressions Hold the world with two hands while I fuck it I'm ambidextrous This man can't be messed with, I'm on some next shit You just food on the apex predator checklist Make sure one basket ain't where all of your eggs sit I kill shit effortless until I exit, nigga [Hook: Rome Streetz] As the world turns and the weed burn slow Only motherfuckin' thing you need to know is earn dough That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it Keep a fly bitch on my side and a nine for Judas As the world turns and the weed burn slow Only motherfuckin' thing you need to know is earn dough That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it Keep a fly bitch on my side and a nine for Judas

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  • Rome Streetz
  • Futurewave