Rome Streetz, Futurewave - Headcrack lyrics

[Rome Streetz, Futurewave - Headcrack lyrics]

Yo life's a gamble, bitches blowin’
On my shakers, hope I headcrack
I'll beat your loose
Deuce and take your paper,  lemme get that
Fuck a setback
I'm all about the forward motion
Drop a four on the floor
 I’m lit off the Henny  potion
Fuck broke,  I stay holdin', you X-rollin'
My chain golden, been a slick finesser since
My game potent, left your dame open
Got hoes from here to
Me take a loss? You bozos hopin'
I'm top rank, stop, think
When the dice drop crack a nice knot
Your head cold like the ice rock
, my luck amaze me see my palm on the 80
'cause losers be actin' shady
Bettin' Grants with the cee-lo champs
You know the steelo
Paper with eagles I made off
Of trade that’s illegal

Headcrack, packin’ the paper
Stackin's the motive my glow golden
You either holdin’ or your pockets broken
Life's a gamble, roll a dice
You come up or you lose
You either starve or bust a move
What the fuck you choose?

Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Niggas thought they deuce was live
Then I hit ’em with trips
And I reached down for their money, pa
Forget about this

Ayo, my mind's locked on clockin' a grip
That's what it be like mad niggas failin'
Caught Ls over three dice
Niggas'll let you in and stick
You up in the end
Rock you to sleep, grimy niggas pretend
Know what you in
Never gamble high stakes with snakes
You know the rules
I only drop paper with niggas
That's in my crew we bettin' C notes
Whatever's on the floor is a bet
I took a couple losses, made my money back
Then I jet
Niggas is gamblin' the money that
They owe the connect
Then fuckin' up the re-up, now
You broke and in debt, stupid
We takin' risks like we in Vegas
Be with major players
Need hundred bottle layers
I'm more than just a rhyme sayer

Headcrack, packin’ the paper
Stackin's the motive my glow golden
You either holdin’ or your pockets broken
Life's a gamble, roll a dice
You come up or you lose
You either starve or bust a move
What the fuck you choose?

Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Niggas thought they deuce was live
Then I hit ’em with trips
And I reached down for their money, pa
Forget about this

Headcrack, packin' the paper
Stackin's the motive my glow golden
You either holdin' or your pockets broken
Life's a gamble, roll a dice
You come up or you lose
You either starve or bust a move
What the fuck you choose?

Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Either on the corner bettin' Grants
With the cee-lo champs
Niggas thought they deuce was live
Then I hit 'em with trips
And I reached down for their money, pa
Forget about thi

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