Rome Streetz, Futurewave - Nine 4 Judas lyrics

[Rome Streetz, Futurewave - Nine 4 Judas lyrics]

Look, only thing a motherfucker ever told
Me was "Get your money"
That's the only thing that
Ever mattered honestly
Can't get paid in a earth this big

Look, ayo, ayo, ayo i came up when I learned
Every dollar ain't savable
Spend five to make ten
You can't be lackadaisical
It blew my mind when I
Learned coke was microwavable
Plenty tricks I learned in the trade
To help me make it through
For evеrything I didn't have
My hunger was insatiable
Now I need my cash up
Front pussy it's pay-pеr-view
Like only fans what's the plans
If you ain't profiting
If not you just a waste of oxygen
I'm poppin' in different cities
And states when
They said my fate' be prison gates
I changed mine
Stable way of living now my shit is straight
But still grimy like duct
Tape on a thirty-eight
Respect you either earn or take
(give me mine)
For so long I was in survival mode
Ask me "How I made it"
I'll say "I don't know" I guess
I'm gods favorite in designer clothes
The results of me livin' so
Rapid only time will show
We did crimes for Rolex watches
Gold and diamond roll
As the world turns and the weed burn slow
Only motherfuckin' thing you need to
Know is earn dough
That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it
Keep a fly bitch on my side
And a nine for Judas
As the world turns and the weed burn slow
Only motherfuckin' thing you need to
Know is earn dough
That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it
Keep a fly bitch on my side
And a nine for Judas

Ayo, swear to keep my feet in
Tropical waters you niggas drop
Could never fuck with nothing the
God jot and recorded
It's bodies and boxes of corpses
'till the profit enormous
Off-top 'till we posture in Porsches
You niggas dormant
I never waited for endorsements
I brought it to the doorstep
Kicked the door off the fuckin'
Hinge now I'm saucin'
Audio dope this the overdose
To your endorphins
Pure like Columbian soft they sniff it often
They lied when they said that
"We was all kings"
Some of y'all niggas is pons and
Peasants real small in my presence
I leave permanent scars on
Your brain fuck impressions
Hold the world with two hands while
I fuck it I'm ambidextrous
This man can't be messed with
I'm on some next shit
You just food on the apex predator checklist
Make sure one basket ain't where
All of your eggs sit
I kill shit effortless until I exit, nigga

As the world turns and the weed burn slow
Only motherfuckin' thing you need to
Know is earn dough
That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it
Keep a fly bitch on my side
And a nine for Judas
As the world turns and the weed burn slow
Only motherfuckin' thing you need to
Know is earn dough
That's it my nigga, ain't nothing too it
Keep a fly bitch on my side
And a nine for Judas

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