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Like A Rocket

 

Like A Rocket

(Album: Sadism - 2018)


Risko Funk

Uh, I kicks it with the [?] and that Isaiah carry
One deep for life, I don't know no woman I'ma marry
Tryna find myself bald-headed, never hairy
Ain't afraid of nothing but being broke, that's so scary (Aha)
Coming down South Main
Still rocking Dickies, I ain't in no ball mane
I report to nobody, I'm my own boss mane
Ain't Walker, ain't Sanchie, but I got the sauce mane
And I'm so Houston like that boy Gerald Green
Like fridges and Timmy Chan and a cup of codeine
Like Street Military just came with making this dream
Y'all sleeping on me but I'm wide awake in this dream

We going up like a Rocket
Taking off on you hoes
We keep on going, we're never stopping
Y'all already know how it goes
We going up like a Rocket
Can't see the ground no mo
Instead of talking down, you should've stayed down
Now you can't come around no more

South Side still holding
'84 Biarritz, they got they mouth wide open
Call up on a zippy, got that fire I'm hoping
If it ain't that loud and I can't hear it, I ain't smoking
South Side, we roll on choppers
And North Side, we hold on choppers
When I'm rolling up on that West Side
You know I got that thang on me
I'll ride on that East Side, they call me cocaine homie
Fuck is I'm gon' change fo, always be the same homie
Repping Houston Texas with a trunk full of bang homie

We going up like a Rocket
Taking off on you hoes
We keep on going, we're never stopping
Y'all already know how it goes
We going up like a Rocket
Can't see the ground no mo
Instead of talking down, we should've stayed down
Now you can't come around no more

We going up like a Rocket
Taking off on you hoes
We keep on going, we're never stopping
Y'all already know how it goes
We going up like a Rocket
Can't see the ground no mo
Instead of talking down, we should've stayed down
Now you can't come around no more

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