Rome Streetz, Futurewave - Bible or the Rifle lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah
You know what the fuck it is nigga
Comin' live from New York
It's Rome Streetz nigga futurewave
Niggas is fuckin' trash look, ayo, ayo

Niggas that I know die young
It's only a few old kings
Guess I'm lucky to slide my
Filthy fingers through gold rings
Truth be told, you niggas under Rome's wing
We was youngins runnin' through the city
Strapped like Fred and Bokeem
Tryna figure out new ways to
Pull the same old schemes
And manifest reality out of these peso dreams
Got one foot deep in the dirt
The other ain't so clean
So I can serve you a big A
And my stageshow mean
Madе it out of the bucket
Was too many crabs tryna keep me in it
I know it burns thеm niggas heart
When they see me winnin'
Cardiac arrest, who played the afterhours
Servin' the party Ec'
Now I'm who they regardin' as the best
These novice artists ain't half of me
When I was in the cage we lit the
Haze with the Brillo and a battery
I black like Capp on '97 Mentality'
Toe tagging for my salary in totality
Was movin' packages
Vac-sealed across the Tappan Zee
All your rap tales of
Jugglin' drums is fallacy
I was fleein' felony charges
Livin' so rapidly
Roll up and smoke a nigga like
A bag of rapper weed

Bible or the rifle quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the results
It's game over nigga bible or the rifle
Quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the result
It's game over nigga

Thin line between good and bad
When it's for the pay
Niggas pray over the stove when
They cook a slab
Like our father who was never there
Forgive me for my sins
Gotta do what I do for
Cheddar and better gear job wasn't hiring
A nigga had to get a square
Cutties placin' they orders
I gotta get it there throw dice at the wall
And left it all to chance i need it now
I can't wait for no record events
Ain't no shows, the COVID shit slowin' it
Devil at your doorstep
It's always dirty dough to get
Angel on your shoulder sayin' otherwise
They locked up and turnin' guys for
Slippin' on the other side
You guilty until proven innocent
Don't be ignorant
But I'll tell you one thing
I'll never be indigent
Always knew how to turn a
Lick into a Benjamin so on and so forth
I'll serve you if you interested

Bible or the rifle quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the results
It's game over nigga bible or the rifle
Quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the result
It's game over nigga

Bible or the rifle quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the results
It's game over nigga bible or the rifle
Quran or the 44 long
Be like Pablo or like Michael or both
Saying prayers with the toast in the coat
Wrong move then you know the result
It's game over nigga