Ransom, Rome Streetz - All I Know lyrics

Yo, ayo now I'm in the limelight
'cause I rhyme tight
I swear stylin' on them is easy 'cause
None of these niggas rhyme right
Shit was vicious
Now it's only riches in my eyesight
Countin' legit digit's off of the
Scriptures that I write my life, did a 360
I went from grams on a dish
To bein' the shit makin' rap history
Lately the truth is rare
They just believe in cap strictly
Residue on vision wear we was
Movin' that crack swiftly
Now we currently dealing
Art for cryptocurrency
You peons minor league
No way you measurе up to me get run down on
And you give up your goods rеluctantly
Wasn't luck
Just a hundred percent hustle thoroughly
Stack the money up and stay
Lowkey 'till you OG
Never tell the truth to these hoes, juggers
And police
Was thumbin' through dirty dollars before
You heard of Rome Streetz
My palms still filthy for sure
These fuckers know me

All I know is cop and flip
Now I move a different type of dope that
You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with
Niggas don't really want no smoke
They rather politic shut the fuck up if your
Convo ain't bout no profitin'
All I know is cop and flip
Now I move a different type of dope that
You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with
Niggas don't really want no smoke
They rather politic shut the fuck up if your
Convo ain't got no profitin'

All I know is quarters and staircases
The bare basics
Cognac with some bare chasers
Sold crack for some mere wagers
No static from square neighbors
Broke addicts who share razors
Weird favors like borrowin' clothes
If we near ages here, save this
Some white shell toes with the square laces
Fear cages, Get surrounded by killers
That's hair braiders
Prayer saved us from children that
Tatted up teared faces can't take us
You can ball out for years
If you clear waivers
Hear greatness, from fuckin'
Up mama's stove, To the hottest flows
Exotic hoes that only wear solid
Gold and erotic clothes
Supermodels playin' inside they nose
Then they gotta pose
But I ain't into no selfies
Make sure that my dinner's healthy
Shit'll help me
The devil make sure that a sinner's wealthy
Been swimmin' in hell's fire
They prayin' that shit'd melt me
Save your wishin', I got the HK
It's a late edition
Great for missions, now you fit for
A coffin in grave condition, Nigga

All I know is cop and flip
Now I move a different type of dope that
You don't gotta hit your nostrils with
Niggas don't really want no smoke
They rather politic shut the fuck up if your
Convo ain't bout no profitin'
All I know is cop and flip
Now I move a different type of dope that
You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with
Niggas don't really want no smoke
They rather politic shut the fuck up if your
Convo ain't got no profitin'