Rockie Fresh - Sour lyrics
[Rockie Fresh - Sour lyrics]
Man, I got so many reasons
To never stop believing
And mainly it's because I love
This money that I'm seeing
The way I'm living life
It feel like every day the weekend
All these bitches say I'm shallow but
My money in the deep end
And that's Rockie in the building, man
Somebody better let them know
One neck, two chains
I'm about to let them glow
Niggas got a problem
I just wonder what they stressing for
Life is too short to be mad nigga, let it go
Big buzz, bigger dough
Probably why she down for
Y'all niggas don't get it like me
Why the fuck y'all lying for?
I'm on the up and up
Young and I don't give a fuck
She wanna be high too
That's probably why she grinding low
And your low is getting low
Probably ‘cause you're not fly
Your kid gon' see a chicken when
He looking into his pop eyes
I got guys and got hoes
That hold down my promo
Your flow is a no no so
Your fans are some no shows
And we be where that dough go, ACG we in here
Got a lot of money so you
Know that we gonna spend here
And some Jordan nines but all the
Bitches be some tens here
Working in this bitch and tell him nigga
Get his
I'm rolling sour, you niggas rolling chronic
These women run up on me
Tell me I don't think they want it
And life is getting good
I'm enjoying every moment
We be getting pay like this
Man it feels good don't it?
I'm getting money, see, we get money
We shining in this biz so
It's looking like it's sunny
These hoes run up on me
Get a damn thing from me
And we laughing to the bank but
It ain't a damn thing funny
Okay, I'm trying to get my smoke on
Kenny where that ounce at?
Your CD, I scroll on, next to the light
My mouse pad
And bitches seen I'm balling so they
All be trying to bounce that
Fucked a actress last night but her name
I won't announce that
I am crack, I spit that, a real nigga
I've been that and I don't fuck with fake
Hoes, you too close bitch, get back
I'm intact and I've been
Flying, what I'm doing, they still trying
My whole career is in fast forward
While these niggas is rewinding
I'm reclining
Riding around the city with my top back
Jordan three’s pressed against the gas
With a Sox cap
Rolling and it's no question the
Top is where I'm going
Either this Red Bull gave me wings or
All this purple that I'm rolling
Women, they see me do my
Thing and I'm a pimp, look how I'm strolling
Now a nigga is getting ace so you
Would think I played in open
I'm the fliest nigga smoking
Put it in the air
Tell that girl to bring a friend
‘cause I got enough to share, yeah
To never stop believing
And mainly it's because I love
This money that I'm seeing
The way I'm living life
It feel like every day the weekend
All these bitches say I'm shallow but
My money in the deep end
And that's Rockie in the building, man
Somebody better let them know
One neck, two chains
I'm about to let them glow
Niggas got a problem
I just wonder what they stressing for
Life is too short to be mad nigga, let it go
Big buzz, bigger dough
Probably why she down for
Y'all niggas don't get it like me
Why the fuck y'all lying for?
I'm on the up and up
Young and I don't give a fuck
She wanna be high too
That's probably why she grinding low
And your low is getting low
Probably ‘cause you're not fly
Your kid gon' see a chicken when
He looking into his pop eyes
I got guys and got hoes
That hold down my promo
Your flow is a no no so
Your fans are some no shows
And we be where that dough go, ACG we in here
Got a lot of money so you
Know that we gonna spend here
And some Jordan nines but all the
Bitches be some tens here
Working in this bitch and tell him nigga
Get his
I'm rolling sour, you niggas rolling chronic
These women run up on me
Tell me I don't think they want it
And life is getting good
I'm enjoying every moment
We be getting pay like this
Man it feels good don't it?
I'm getting money, see, we get money
We shining in this biz so
It's looking like it's sunny
These hoes run up on me
Get a damn thing from me
And we laughing to the bank but
It ain't a damn thing funny
Okay, I'm trying to get my smoke on
Kenny where that ounce at?
Your CD, I scroll on, next to the light
My mouse pad
And bitches seen I'm balling so they
All be trying to bounce that
Fucked a actress last night but her name
I won't announce that
I am crack, I spit that, a real nigga
I've been that and I don't fuck with fake
Hoes, you too close bitch, get back
I'm intact and I've been
Flying, what I'm doing, they still trying
My whole career is in fast forward
While these niggas is rewinding
I'm reclining
Riding around the city with my top back
Jordan three’s pressed against the gas
With a Sox cap
Rolling and it's no question the
Top is where I'm going
Either this Red Bull gave me wings or
All this purple that I'm rolling
Women, they see me do my
Thing and I'm a pimp, look how I'm strolling
Now a nigga is getting ace so you
Would think I played in open
I'm the fliest nigga smoking
Put it in the air
Tell that girl to bring a friend
‘cause I got enough to share, yeah