Chopping Game - Young Roddy, LE$

Took a long time, but I got here

Thug life like Pac, yeah

No they don’t play fair, them boys they shoot at cops here

Big dog my K9's, selling weed was my day job

Been through it all, learned to fight at that playground

Glock by my waistline I roll around like greyhound

Still sipping lean with my redbone from H town

Ain’t no more play time, nope no more play time

I don’t want no pussy without getting no Facetime

Shine like my Rolex, grind til no more left

Fresh off that tour bus right back to my projects

Fiends hit my hotline, cops kicked my door down

Real recognize real boy I don’t need no cosign

In case shit might go wrong its back to my trap phone

Sleep when I’m dead I’ve been working my ass off

Racks in my Jansport, tattoo my passport

Speed for that cash like I’m driving a NASCAR

Life

I put it together we getting paid

I took it to Eddie to get it sprayed

And ride through the city like I could never die

I’m trying to get it ain’t satisfied with just getting by

See a different picture this some HD shit

Pocket watching motherfuckers ain’t gonna make me rich

I hit the pavement like a man, pockets all grown up

Now these bitches out here talking like he all blown up

A different state of mind, I think I’m stuck in my ways

A nigga gotta grind, I can’t be wasting the days

Getting faded riding slow, but we chasing it fast

And when I’m flipping in the 'Lac the only time I’m on my ass

Say a prayer for me momma, they hate to see me shine

Even though I got it honest niggas plotting on what’s mine

As them 84's twist through the street

I gotta calm my nerves, about to roll another sweet

Roll another sweet

L E Dolla Steak & Shrimp

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