| Mind racing, steady chasing, what yo life like?
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| Riding in that new shit you’d probably try to side swipe
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| From the city where they call them fades on sight
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| Pull me over got my rights, got some girls for the night
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| Real niggas for life, get your grip, run that strip
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| Only 1% don’t own our shit, get focused man
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| Mama from the ghetto, so she know how to settle
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| Told her when I get on that something that she gone have to let go
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| Looking in the mirror like Casey «what should you write»?
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| Look her right up in her eyes like you should prolly spend the night
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| Her legs and chest, manifest my little stress
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| Young boss kiddo, please don’t mess with no middle man
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| Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free
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| They call me young C might pull up in a V
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| You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be
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| Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan
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| Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands
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| Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands
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| So inspiring, like love that expired
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| And them drugs they acquired to fulfill certain desires
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| I’m rolling till the tires off, hoping I can fight it off
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| Scoping through an opening, trying to take it to a better spot
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| I’m something like, when you come from nothing with that hustling
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| My chick bad, ass look like muffins out the oven
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| Girl, better show me something it ain’t up for no discussion
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| And if she did it, for really, I’m still gon' hit it
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| Eventually, all we need, good vibes and energy
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| She trying to rule, but I don’t give her an inch of me
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| Peas and carrots get money the green infantry
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| Rose on the beat and I rose from beneath yo
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| Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free
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| They call me young C might pull up in a V
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| You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be
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| Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan
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| Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands
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| Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands
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| You see them girls watching, everything popping
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| Told that chick sit back, look at all my dreams prosper
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| Way she act like she don’t want it, man
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| She should win an Oscar
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| I should win an Emmy every episode I’m swimming
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| Wassup, how you doing? |
| Wave your hands for this boy
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| That’s on some new shit, swag so intrusive
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| Jabs so abusive, dreams so elusive
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| (and it was an illusion)
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| Sky so blue, ride so green, money run everything, learn that for Free
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| They call me young C might pull up in a V
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| You would go out and get it if you knew what you could be
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| Flip that O, get that dough, it’s a mental plan
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| Young niggas is making grands, everybody waving hands
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| Everybody waving hands, I said everybody waving hands |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Roses , by - Casey Veggies. Song from the album Customized Greatly Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп