Rockie Fresh - Let It Be lyrics
[Rockie Fresh - Let It Be lyrics]
(BL keep 'em busy) yeah
Rockie checkin' in once again
And I know my dawgs, they want, yeah
(Ayy, Benjamin, he got Benjamins)
I left some people in the past, ayy
Put two feet inside my bag
That mean I'm walkin' on the cash
Started up and hit the gas, yeah, yeah
I got 'em goin' out sad
Fake niggas won't last, facts, yeah
I'm tryna stay low-key
Why you wanna know me?
What you wanna know me for?
We don't want no beef
But, if it's street, keep it street
If it's love, then it's love
We gon' let it be what it be
Put it all on me
My squad MVP net worth on Kyrie
Net worth on Jason Kidd
Grown man, no, I ain't a kid
I'm addicted to this player shit
Lex Luthor, I'ma flex again
Feel like Superman and you Lois Lane
But I still can't save a bitch
She appreciate my honesty
That's what make her so fond of me
Stay real, no switch-ups
Take it straight, no mix up
Nigga had to work twice as hard
Travel far, yeah, I study abroad
She'd think I went to law school how
A nigga out here passin' bars
I'm Johnnie Cochran with the get-offs
Niggas thought I was playin'
Touch down and I lift off pull up so insane
Gettin' these VLONE rims off
Trae Young with the range
Pull up, it's a bucket
Used to know 'em, now it's fuck 'em
I left some people in the past, ayy
Put two feet inside my bag
That mean I'm walkin' on the cash
Started up and hit the gas, yeah, yeah
I got 'em goin' out sad
Fake niggas won't last, facts, yeah
I'm tryna stay low-key
Why you wanna know me?
What you wanna know me for?
We don't want no beef
But, if it's street, keep it street
If it's love, then it's love
We gon' let it be what it be
Put it all on me (yeah, yeah)
Rockie checkin' in once again
And I know my dawgs, they want, yeah
(Ayy, Benjamin, he got Benjamins)
I left some people in the past, ayy
Put two feet inside my bag
That mean I'm walkin' on the cash
Started up and hit the gas, yeah, yeah
I got 'em goin' out sad
Fake niggas won't last, facts, yeah
I'm tryna stay low-key
Why you wanna know me?
What you wanna know me for?
We don't want no beef
But, if it's street, keep it street
If it's love, then it's love
We gon' let it be what it be
Put it all on me
My squad MVP net worth on Kyrie
Net worth on Jason Kidd
Grown man, no, I ain't a kid
I'm addicted to this player shit
Lex Luthor, I'ma flex again
Feel like Superman and you Lois Lane
But I still can't save a bitch
She appreciate my honesty
That's what make her so fond of me
Stay real, no switch-ups
Take it straight, no mix up
Nigga had to work twice as hard
Travel far, yeah, I study abroad
She'd think I went to law school how
A nigga out here passin' bars
I'm Johnnie Cochran with the get-offs
Niggas thought I was playin'
Touch down and I lift off pull up so insane
Gettin' these VLONE rims off
Trae Young with the range
Pull up, it's a bucket
Used to know 'em, now it's fuck 'em
I left some people in the past, ayy
Put two feet inside my bag
That mean I'm walkin' on the cash
Started up and hit the gas, yeah, yeah
I got 'em goin' out sad
Fake niggas won't last, facts, yeah
I'm tryna stay low-key
Why you wanna know me?
What you wanna know me for?
We don't want no beef
But, if it's street, keep it street
If it's love, then it's love
We gon' let it be what it be
Put it all on me (yeah, yeah)