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Rockie Fresh

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Hotel Freestyle


Double MG, rocking set set
Put your money on a young'n, that's your best bet
I'm with my nigga, fresh goods, getting more cheques
Finna cop my mom a new crib and let her relax
Y'all seen me on my development stages
You seen me get booked then turn several pages
A click full of animals who roll, got them cages
And my brothers not the Isleys but the money contagious
Yeah, I adapt to every bump I ever had to every cut
To every scab, I just recovered in the lap
Now I got the juice, they saying that 2Pac is back
A nigga speak the facts, the bottom of a Snapples cap
Good things come to those who wait
But not much comes to those who hate
Them fuckboys, I cannot relate
My mind is in another state
Them Pumas on me but you know
That young'n still rocking Bape
I'm working out
I gotta get my situation all in shape
You take it light like a lil fat dinner
My bitch or the plot, I don't know what's thicker
I'm thinking 'bout Hawaii for this Chi-Town winter
But I might need a yacht cause I'm not much of a swimmer
And Lord knows, I ain't down for no fender bender
Like the night is out when I knock out a nigga, don't fuck with me
I just wanna see my people live comfortably
100 dollar meals when they have lunch with me
They say my style OD, no, not OC
And I'm a ball on these niggas if it's 1 on 3
No, my grind ain't late, say my grind grand prix
Had that dope boy magic, they see it on my T
Damn, and I don't do shit free
No matter how many dollars, baby I'm still DP
Yeah, and that's a mill or not
Got 100 to make, I got 100 to come, yeah

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