Rome Streetz - Destiny Child lyrics

Ayo even a big gun got a little black hole
The desk of these record execs'
Probably hold your black soul
If you sold it, not me
I'm in the driver's seat soul controlling
Never talking cheap my teeth golden
They use a key to shovel the blow in
They know to pay me all of the
Money they owe me for those
As far as shit that I compose
It's a picture of my life running roads
Certain codes and making thousands
Off a flip phone
Keep blickers in my trousers
That'll more than chip bones
I got this shit sewn likе Dapper
Dan from Queens to Pakistan
So the cash I got in my
Stash come from thе rapping fans
The other cheese is undisclosed
Low under-clothes
All these hoes love me 'cause I'm real
You really loving hoes
There's only one of me but
It's a ton of those
Off-brand corny niggas thinking
They coming close
My work fire, you could never cut my throat
Make the dope summersault
My ammo is moving drugs
Smooth scams and some assault
Everything I ever wrote is crack smoke, nigga

Watch me cook I got the recipe now (I do)
Born to do this bitch I'm Destiny Child
Keep a big Ruger for Judas if
He step to me foul (Fuck outta' here)
I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round
Real shit (Bow, bow, Ah)
Watch me cook I got the recipe now (I do)
Born to do this bitch I'm Destiny Child
Keep a big Ruger for Judas if
He step to me foul (Fuck outta' here)
I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round
(Bow, bow)

Ayo i started from the audience now honestly
I'm running all this shit nothing forced
Them other niggas come across fraudulent
To get me on a song is
Gonna cost you two quarter bricks
Unfortunate, remember when it was a
Hundred for the fix
Prada two straps on the kicks
Laser attached to the blicks
Bag it out and clap the shit accurate
Sometimes life and death depends on
Hesitation can't be too patient
Chasing dough we was catching
Souls like immigration
Had xans for the patient
I seen a nigga go from a
Percocet to a hypodermic set
Told him "Stay away from the fire"
And then it burned his flesh
Know the ledge then you learn to step
You can't put the two before
The one, you dumb, you better come correct
All I ever needed was a connect

Watch me cook I got the recipe now (I do)
Born to do this bitch I'm Destiny Child
Keep a big Ruger for Judas if
He step to me foul (Fuck outta' here)
I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round
Real shit (Bow, bow, Ah)
Watch me cook I got the recipe now (I do)
Born to do this bitch I'm Destiny Child
Keep a big Ruger for Judas if
He step to me foul (Fuck outta' here)
I aim, squeeze and hit his neck with a round
(Bow, bow)