602 2 Rome (feat. T. Bailey)
Sáenz
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Shit, it's raining crazy outside bro But anyways This what we gonna do Saenz, look We gonna set up the decoys You gonna hit the back I'm a distract whoever in the front Just make sure you keep that strap glued to you We got any other issues, you give me a holla We gotta go and execute this bro We finna kill shit and get to this back though Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in Do the most Coast to coast, manifest my gross Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat Then gravitate to rogue Commissary in solitary they never know Jugo said the assignment completed by the code Now go off let it be known us motherfuckers we never fold Never closed Out in Havasu let's make a toast Feel like boasting Break your bitch, I had to get the close up Got to moving couple units had to make the rent I'm sacrificing freedom my better nature proceeded death Got depressing Never stressed no second guesses All impressions these motherfuckers face lethal weapons Leave them restless Leading in my own direction All my Zealots hit them with them mandatory checkups I been sipping living Zoovies, Mommy I'm a star Man in charge, set the bar, live and dying large Solely focused on my purpose, faith in repertoire Get the cards, I'm a get the car F*ck an A&R Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in Do the most Coast to coast, manifest my gross Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat Yeah, caught myself reflecting back on a memory Thinking, wow, what a tendency Niggas clowns, they ain't really what they pretend to be I know they envy me Kamikaze in my brain man, I'm a go insane Childhood pain and I love Major Payne I bring the pain like Method Man Kick her, put her to the side like a kickstand You was either White Sox or a Cubs fan Trying to make an honest dollar wasn't in the plan I'm a get to snapping like barrettes Might f*ck around a snap a nigga neck Pay my dues then what's next? Get respect I get the bag, what's the deal? You know what's next Go get a clue Is you Steve? Stop playing with me I don't really comprehend what they be saying to me Mackin in my blood, I ain't got to study shit Ain't her man but she threw it at me, guess I was a pick My niggas like record labels they deal with you And this gun bananas, cause it'll peel niggas The green at my feet boy, like a cleat 500 on the oven, I bring the heat Outfit all black, like Whoopi Goldbergs lips Keep a pole like I'm fishing in the whip and hip, bitch Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in Do the most Coast to coast, manifest my gross Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat
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