Rome Streetz - Long Story Short lyrics
Rome Streetz [Jerome Allen] London, U.K./Queens, NY, US 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[Rome Streetz - Long Story Short lyrics]
Ayo
Look both ways before crossin' the street
He had hoop dreams
All he wanted to do was ball in the league
The best player on the court with
Grown men at like 14
Had handles like hot sauce and
His jumpshot was all cream
Grew up poor, mommy was a fiend
Daddy off the scene
Played ball for the team but
Couldn't keep his nose clean
First name Derrick, but they called him Bizzy
Woulda thought he'd be ballin'
For the Bulls
But now he's callin' for a 60
Fucked his knee up tryna D up
Dreams down the drain
Now he addictеd to Oxycontin he take for pain
That shit is ill, he lost his will
I seen it in his еyes
Few months ago he ate a fake pill
I heard he died jermaine sold him this shit
Son it's part of the game he felt no shame
He let his whole life go
Down the fucking drain
Who's to say the outcome would be the
Same if he bought from Shane
He got a daughter, he needs to change
Plus he want a Range
Heartless, his mind on "I'ma
Get it regardless"
The one who last the longest in
The jungle be the smartest
Can't deal forever though
He had dreams of bein' an artist
'till NYPD kicked his door
Now he knocked for murder charges
Damn, he was better off tryna scam
The pressed pills of Fetty Wap
Got Jermaine into jail
They flipped his residence
Found a phone and overwhelming evidence
Karma's a bitch
A kiss a blessing or it's venomous
They both coulda been superstars
Him for ballin', him for bars
Sometimes the hood is undefeated
It's damn hard to beat the odds
Throwin' hooks and uppercuts but
He ain't leavin' bar
The devil knocked him out clean
Forgot about his guard
Life loss, play the game and get horsed
Neverending story was to book
The judge threw Jermaine in court
Long story short, both was tryna ball
Dreams of makin' it to the top but
Rock bottom ain't too far to fall
Bizzy got a mural on the wall
The hood fucked up when the
Chinamen sent that Fentanyl
Look both ways before crossin' the street
He had hoop dreams
All he wanted to do was ball in the league
The best player on the court with
Grown men at like 14
Had handles like hot sauce and
His jumpshot was all cream
Grew up poor, mommy was a fiend
Daddy off the scene
Played ball for the team but
Couldn't keep his nose clean
First name Derrick, but they called him Bizzy
Woulda thought he'd be ballin'
For the Bulls
But now he's callin' for a 60
Fucked his knee up tryna D up
Dreams down the drain
Now he addictеd to Oxycontin he take for pain
That shit is ill, he lost his will
I seen it in his еyes
Few months ago he ate a fake pill
I heard he died jermaine sold him this shit
Son it's part of the game he felt no shame
He let his whole life go
Down the fucking drain
Who's to say the outcome would be the
Same if he bought from Shane
He got a daughter, he needs to change
Plus he want a Range
Heartless, his mind on "I'ma
Get it regardless"
The one who last the longest in
The jungle be the smartest
Can't deal forever though
He had dreams of bein' an artist
'till NYPD kicked his door
Now he knocked for murder charges
Damn, he was better off tryna scam
The pressed pills of Fetty Wap
Got Jermaine into jail
They flipped his residence
Found a phone and overwhelming evidence
Karma's a bitch
A kiss a blessing or it's venomous
They both coulda been superstars
Him for ballin', him for bars
Sometimes the hood is undefeated
It's damn hard to beat the odds
Throwin' hooks and uppercuts but
He ain't leavin' bar
The devil knocked him out clean
Forgot about his guard
Life loss, play the game and get horsed
Neverending story was to book
The judge threw Jermaine in court
Long story short, both was tryna ball
Dreams of makin' it to the top but
Rock bottom ain't too far to fall
Bizzy got a mural on the wall
The hood fucked up when the
Chinamen sent that Fentanyl