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Rockie Fresh

Superman OG

 

Superman OG

(album: Electric Highway - 2013)


Yeah...
One of the freshest niggas they seen in a while
Anybody that disagree is just deep in denial
I be making my paper, that shit be making me smile
Niggas talking, DeLoreans, they just stealing my style
In 2013 I plan to buy too many cars
I be chilling in the sky, smoking with the stars
I could change your life, shorty, I be going hard
Your nigga saying "big money" like he at Menage
Do better, I know you like my new sweater
Young nigga, new cheddar, my team is rich forever
Understand I'm that nigga
I be good on the drama
Just give me head I'm the bomb
Obam to Israel and Gaza
I Mike Jordan a living, at best you just pimping
Like a gymnast I'm flipping, every digit I'm getting
I don't give no fuck, I'm in a league of my own
I have a rolled-up five and take 'em straight to the dome
I be bringing hoes home
Every night I hit the streets
I'm getting bread and making sure my niggas eat
Get it by the loaf, whether if it's rye or wheat
You niggas Dr. Scholl's, you about to see defeat
Watch how you walking, watch how you talking
Watch who you say it to, you know these hoes be stalking
They just trying to listen, bitches on a mission
You see I'm different, look at the whips I'm whipping
Look at this dough I'm getting, look at this sway I'm tipping
Look at the countries I'm in, all my niggas tripping
I got the team with me, the whole scene with me
I stand tall, no lean, but brought the green with me
Roll up, we don't give no fucks
Niggas saying his money low, so get your dough up
I can bring my bro up, and my sister too
I take care of my fam' so I can't fuck with you
I got Steve on the mix, my flow so crack
Sir Ross be moving them bricks, MMG we the shit
You see my wrist it be lit, you see my chain it be lit
You see that I'm blessed, too hot to be depressed
Goddamn it, I'm fresh Goddamn it, I'm next
I just get me some neck, and get right back to my checks
These people all on my dick since the big break
Fake fans, they ain't even got the mixtape
Fuck 'em

done

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