Rome Streetz - The Policy lyrics
Rome Streetz [Jerome Allen] London, U.K./Queens, NY, US 🇬🇧 🇺🇸
[Rome Streetz - The Policy lyrics]
"This that samurai ninja shit
That street shit
That Rome Streetz shit nigga"
Learn from Masey life's a bitch she love
Me or she love me not seen good
bad and ugly queen turn to
Cuddy on rotten blocks
Know the ropes, you neutral, Damu
Locin’ or you patria
All I ever knew was make the
Dollars then my pockets stocked
This that raw hit a rail
'till your nostril shot
Ghetto art, Bob Basquiat, Rock Versace tops
Using eighty five it's no blind to the plot
Say you cooking but it’s all sorts
Of pork in your pot
All sorts of Ru Paul in your bop
You dudes fraud
My tunes smooth as Lou Rawls
Fools it's the new sauce
Rope your throat won't take the noose off
Served loads of folks and dudes soft
This flow is Dutch juice and Newport's
I'm Q sippin' bishop juice on the
Roof with a new thot
Doo doo how I view yall
I'm he who rule New York
My niggas is men of leisure
When we polly It's church
If I’m clockin’ thottie a flirt then
Put her body to work
Ass last, Purse gotta be first not in reverse
That's why my spot clicking
When nobody got work
A mortician every body is work
Top dollar for my body of work
You niggas dralga I’ll body your work
Run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
(nigga) run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Tunnel vision on the peso
Mission you know the usual
Just cause they laugh and smoke they ain't
You brethren son they using you park it
I play a part with
Dark market pharmaceuticals
My entourage is scammers and robber
Dudes that’ll boom at you
I holla shop the food from Lou, Then I grew
Bally boxes flew, bust a move now all the
Notes got the blue hue
I am not gonna rule my destiny like Buju
Get rich or die trying like Boo-Boo
Court cases got me fighting judges just
To keep my free breath
The seven-five can eat a dick and
Die I could plead disrespect
I'm tryna eat and split the feast on my set
Not one to leech luxury and reach
Out for everything we could get
Involved the Madam it's a scheme from
Cream to get away clean
My queen from the Philippines pussy pristine
She know the routine get wetter
Than Soul Glo' Sheen
Tatted the logo on her toto
Cause she know Rome's king, brrrat
Run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Nigga run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Real shit nigga
It's that motherfuckin' raw nigga
Nosebleed shit nigga brrrat
That street shit
That Rome Streetz shit nigga"
Learn from Masey life's a bitch she love
Me or she love me not seen good
bad and ugly queen turn to
Cuddy on rotten blocks
Know the ropes, you neutral, Damu
Locin’ or you patria
All I ever knew was make the
Dollars then my pockets stocked
This that raw hit a rail
'till your nostril shot
Ghetto art, Bob Basquiat, Rock Versace tops
Using eighty five it's no blind to the plot
Say you cooking but it’s all sorts
Of pork in your pot
All sorts of Ru Paul in your bop
You dudes fraud
My tunes smooth as Lou Rawls
Fools it's the new sauce
Rope your throat won't take the noose off
Served loads of folks and dudes soft
This flow is Dutch juice and Newport's
I'm Q sippin' bishop juice on the
Roof with a new thot
Doo doo how I view yall
I'm he who rule New York
My niggas is men of leisure
When we polly It's church
If I’m clockin’ thottie a flirt then
Put her body to work
Ass last, Purse gotta be first not in reverse
That's why my spot clicking
When nobody got work
A mortician every body is work
Top dollar for my body of work
You niggas dralga I’ll body your work
Run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
(nigga) run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Tunnel vision on the peso
Mission you know the usual
Just cause they laugh and smoke they ain't
You brethren son they using you park it
I play a part with
Dark market pharmaceuticals
My entourage is scammers and robber
Dudes that’ll boom at you
I holla shop the food from Lou, Then I grew
Bally boxes flew, bust a move now all the
Notes got the blue hue
I am not gonna rule my destiny like Buju
Get rich or die trying like Boo-Boo
Court cases got me fighting judges just
To keep my free breath
The seven-five can eat a dick and
Die I could plead disrespect
I'm tryna eat and split the feast on my set
Not one to leech luxury and reach
Out for everything we could get
Involved the Madam it's a scheme from
Cream to get away clean
My queen from the Philippines pussy pristine
She know the routine get wetter
Than Soul Glo' Sheen
Tatted the logo on her toto
Cause she know Rome's king, brrrat
Run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Nigga run your shit you know the policy
Everything out your pockets if it gotta be
It gotta be
From where survivals built for the
Fittest I been a prodigy
Got it poppin' off a hundred dollar piece
Real shit nigga
It's that motherfuckin' raw nigga
Nosebleed shit nigga brrrat