Marc Vinyls - Let’s Rock lyrics

Hello yes
I was wondering if you could
Play that song again hm, which one man?
The one that goes

Now I’m on the plane to the 305
Uber everywhere no drink no drive
Floating all around like bitch I’m high
If you fucking with the flow
Then I’m your guy
Shit so sweet like apple pie
We in sync, bitch, like Bye Bye Bye
I spy Marc all on this fye
No more games it's time I try
I’m motivated I’m working
Never celebrating my earnings
Just elevating my purpose
I don't fuck wit y’all, y’all worthless
Yo' gold so plated mines perfect
Yo soul so hated mines turning
Like the pages I put my words in

What you mean that your soul turn
It mean that my soul burn money I go earn
Purpose I so yearn
What you mean that your soul turn
It mean that my soul burn money I go earn
Purpose I so yearn

You never really thought I had another one
Like this in my bag
You’d be surprised what you don’t know
And the things that I had
I got a couple more like this
But but before you go tag
All yo homies and yo people
Take a moment to clap
I don’t really need yo recognition
I don’t really need no pot to piss in
I don’t really all y’all to listen
I don’t really need y’all sneak dissing
Less we goin take it up a notch
If that’s the case homie
I'mma say Let’s rock

Let’s rock let’s roll
Less talk lil baby lets go
Let’s rock let’s roll
Less talk lil baby lets go (Let's go)

Now I’m back with a lil mo money
Bout to hit that road
And it really ain't funny
Get the whole squad up in that rogue
Bout to make this shit cool again
Fuck y’all y’all hooligans
Get up off that hookah, man
Implement my buddha plan
Straight straight straight meditation
Get the bag without hesitation
I deal with problems without medication
Y’all quit to early, you was never patient
I been here, I’m forever waiting
I keep going, I was never jaded
Fuck what I contemplated
Never stopping, I gotta make it
Never stopping, I gotta make it

I gotta make it i never fake it
I’m sick man I’m too contagious
Every building dawg you better face it
This shit too too real to me
Not like y’all jewelry
Who you ain't fooling me
I do what y’all do to me
Fuck y’all and y’all scrutiny