Rome Streetz - Voodoo lyrics

[Rome Streetz - Voodoo lyrics]

My moms said "The world in your palm
Just gotta take control"
The god said "Peace
 keep the devil in a hole"
The said "Nine on the wrist
You know the code bro we don't entertain
Shit unless it’s 'bout the dough"
The cuz told me "You know how we do Streetz
Blue cheese real nigga time
Do him filthy if he move sleaze
Know the legend
You goin' over it like proof-read
Roof a nigga like GHB in your juice drink"
I’m the best, fuck what you think
85s tryna build
I spill blood all over your blueprint
Criminologist, "A block of
Sniffers" the rubric it's eight ball
Ain't got shit to do with a pool stick
You know Streetz spit voodoo over Sadhu shit
My vibe hypnotize and it slide you with
Black magic, with the pen I craft classic
Rap graphic
See what I'm sayin' like it had caption
Work fire so I've always had action
Grams for 35
Sheets of acid was the transaction
My rappin's like satin
Before you've ever heard me on a track
My name been ringin’ for the past 10

Been to hell and back
Failin’ raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at
Been to hell and back
Failin’ raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at

Still 2 for 30
80 dollars for the grams to snort
Late night, in the afterhours on Van Buren
Bowl on a scale
Smokin' runs playin' Tana Talk
Made a killin’ on the Dream Market
Before they shut it off
Bands on the blockchain
Had slim bread then my knot changed
Only smokin' 98 Octane
It was all gucci 'til the cops came
Then I got an orange jumpsuit
But realize the stove's hot
'til you analyze pain
Socialized with older guys that
Gave me wise game they told me
"Treat everything like a broken down package
Don't spend it before you get it
Double up and stack it"
Far as bars they praisin' god like a baptist
Now I'm back better than ever like
Scoliosis to keep it brackin'
Peter Luger while you eatin' rations
Freaks ride the meat with passion
The cash bring me satisfication

Been to hell and back
Failin’ raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at
Been to hell and back
Failin’ raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at

Been to hell and back
Failin' raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at
Been to hell and back
Failin' raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke
It until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level
Only find me where the cheddar at

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