[Intro]
See all my life
All I did was hope for this shit
As I got older I dreamed about it
Now its a hope and a dream
But its in eyesight now
[Verse 1: Rollz Royce Rizzy]
Ya, See im a big dog
Running off the leash
The game like a pie
I gotta get a piece
An I ain't worried about a lease
Cause shit could get worse nigga
Keep my girls here but keep god first nigga (ha)
I ain't dream about small shit
Since a youngin always dreamed about big shit
And now its yachts and whips im kickin big shit
Now its yachts and whips im kickin shit
Man I do this for my niggas doing fed time
Rest in piece to them niggas that hit that dead line
Fuck, keep grinding till I get mine
Black whip looking like it got a spit shine
Ima star how the fuck can you deny me?
Your bitch choosing I can tell she wanna ride me
Yall sleep but soon yall going to wake up
Broke niggas man its time to get your cake up
[Hook]
All I know is work
Work ain't shit to me (it ain't shit nigga)
Doing shows all across the world
Man a nigga been over seas (foreign)
Niggas like me gotta get racks or I can't sleep
Gotta get racks or a nigga like me can't sleep
[Verse 2: Rollz Royce rizzy]
Uh, How the fuck I supposed to sleep nigga?
Its a million ways to get it in the streets nigga
I done mashed up, for a quick buck
Kicking in doors, nigga give it up
Why? cause I ain't have them new j's
And everybody finna' have them on tuesday
I couldn't see clear now this shit is blue-ray
Let these hoes try and fuck for the ben frank
Ha, man I shoulda been locked up
Could've been doing push ups boxed up
Had god in my circle though
Now im chilling on the low blowing purple though
Man, I swear these niggas lying though
Try and put me in a box so I can't shine though
Make me catch a "john doe"
Ya im balling like Rondo
Man these hoes want a ring like lebron though
But im gone in the morning like alonzo
Man my goons will turn your fro to a so glow
Thats comin america for you slow hoes
Ahh fifty racks for the promo
Real niggas never say no homo
Fuck it dont call, now she mad at me
Until I put her on a jet like a magazine
Gone
[Outro]
See all my life
All I did was hope for this shit
As I got older I dreamed about it
Now its a hope and a dream
But its in eyesight now
[Verse 1: Rollz Royce Rizzy]
Ya, See im a big dog
Running off the leash
The game like a pie
I gotta get a piece
An I ain't worried about a lease
Cause shit could get worse nigga
Keep my girls here but keep god first nigga (ha)
I ain't dream about small shit
Since a youngin always dreamed about big shit
And now its yachts and whips im kickin big shit
Now its yachts and whips im kickin shit
Man I do this for my niggas doing fed time
Rest in piece to them niggas that hit that dead line
Fuck, keep grinding till I get mine
Black whip looking like it got a spit shine
Ima star how the fuck can you deny me?
Your bitch choosing I can tell she wanna ride me
Yall sleep but soon yall going to wake up
Broke niggas man its time to get your cake up
[Hook]
All I know is work
Work ain't shit to me (it ain't shit nigga)
Doing shows all across the world
Man a nigga been over seas (foreign)
Niggas like me gotta get racks or I can't sleep
Gotta get racks or a nigga like me can't sleep
[Verse 2: Rollz Royce rizzy]
Uh, How the fuck I supposed to sleep nigga?
Its a million ways to get it in the streets nigga
I done mashed up, for a quick buck
Kicking in doors, nigga give it up
Why? cause I ain't have them new j's
And everybody finna' have them on tuesday
I couldn't see clear now this shit is blue-ray
Let these hoes try and fuck for the ben frank
Ha, man I shoulda been locked up
Could've been doing push ups boxed up
Had god in my circle though
Now im chilling on the low blowing purple though
Man, I swear these niggas lying though
Try and put me in a box so I can't shine though
Make me catch a "john doe"
Ya im balling like Rondo
Man these hoes want a ring like lebron though
But im gone in the morning like alonzo
Man my goons will turn your fro to a so glow
Thats comin america for you slow hoes
Ahh fifty racks for the promo
Real niggas never say no homo
Fuck it dont call, now she mad at me
Until I put her on a jet like a magazine
Gone
[Outro]
( Royce Rizzy )
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