Rockafella
I be Flying high like a Rockefeller
Touch the sky with my rocket fella
Play a beat I don't need the cheddar
Part the clouds let's all rock together
Let it go
There it go
Let it go again
Opening
Part the clouds
Woo
Keep it flowing in
Catch a wave
Feel the wind
Woo
Can't you feel the wind
Seeping in
Breathing in
Play that fucking best again
Wooh!
Catch a vibe like this
What you really know about a life like this
Have a night like this
Catch a vibe like this
Woah
Catch a vibe like this
I be cooling with the technique
Run these thru an algorithm thats what I call testing
No ice on bitch you better come and check me
You see me walking in call the waiter tell Em check please
Oooooh I be walking like a Rockefeller
Oooooh i be talking like a Rockefeller
Oooooh I be flossing like a Rockefeller
Oooooh I be bossing like a Rockefeller
Sit down unwind like a Rockefeller
Mastermind like a Rockefeller
Taking mine the a Rockefeller
Next time you see em tell em I've been
Flying high like a Rockefeller
Touch the sky with my rocket fella
play a beat I don't need the cheddar
Part the clouds let's all rock together
Woo RiP Mac, now Nigga let's start
Iceman flow make you grow
Leave you with stretch marks
They lost they don't know where to go
They better press start
The business man, rock with the fella
I need the pressed starch
Mac got me cheesin'
Makevaveli the season
I was still a honor roll student
With double D's man
Please man
Bentley or beemer just 4 the keys man
My verses put these Niggas in graves
That's why I'm grieving
Believe man
The lyrics is wetter than overseas man
Fish eggs and steak
No no no, ain't no debate
4 that green pack the clay
I can just Mac the Dre
Ima come collect my money
Like where yo pastor play
60 hour work weeks, that's my part-time job
Could be a broke ass nigga, but I stay on my grind
Could be living my life. Could live my life to survive
Could have a thousand mistresses, but me I want 5 wives
Could be rich as Rockafella, but I'm doing just fine
Could be selling dope to niggas just so I could get by
Could be locked up in jail. Could be living in hell
Could be mad for no real reason, can't you tell
They wanna see me fail instead I choose to prevail
Approach the beat with knowledge and a little story to tell
Like we in elementary I came here to show and tell
So check it, listen, because I do so well. Like I'm Rockafella
Bitch
Touch the sky with my rocket fella
Play a beat I don't need the cheddar
Part the clouds let's all rock together
Let it go
There it go
Let it go again
Opening
Part the clouds
Woo
Keep it flowing in
Catch a wave
Feel the wind
Woo
Can't you feel the wind
Seeping in
Breathing in
Play that fucking best again
Wooh!
Catch a vibe like this
What you really know about a life like this
Have a night like this
Catch a vibe like this
Woah
Catch a vibe like this
I be cooling with the technique
Run these thru an algorithm thats what I call testing
No ice on bitch you better come and check me
You see me walking in call the waiter tell Em check please
Oooooh I be walking like a Rockefeller
Oooooh i be talking like a Rockefeller
Oooooh I be flossing like a Rockefeller
Oooooh I be bossing like a Rockefeller
Sit down unwind like a Rockefeller
Mastermind like a Rockefeller
Taking mine the a Rockefeller
Next time you see em tell em I've been
Flying high like a Rockefeller
Touch the sky with my rocket fella
play a beat I don't need the cheddar
Part the clouds let's all rock together
Woo RiP Mac, now Nigga let's start
Iceman flow make you grow
Leave you with stretch marks
They lost they don't know where to go
They better press start
The business man, rock with the fella
I need the pressed starch
Mac got me cheesin'
Makevaveli the season
I was still a honor roll student
With double D's man
Please man
Bentley or beemer just 4 the keys man
My verses put these Niggas in graves
That's why I'm grieving
Believe man
The lyrics is wetter than overseas man
Fish eggs and steak
No no no, ain't no debate
4 that green pack the clay
I can just Mac the Dre
Ima come collect my money
Like where yo pastor play
60 hour work weeks, that's my part-time job
Could be a broke ass nigga, but I stay on my grind
Could be living my life. Could live my life to survive
Could have a thousand mistresses, but me I want 5 wives
Could be rich as Rockafella, but I'm doing just fine
Could be selling dope to niggas just so I could get by
Could be locked up in jail. Could be living in hell
Could be mad for no real reason, can't you tell
They wanna see me fail instead I choose to prevail
Approach the beat with knowledge and a little story to tell
Like we in elementary I came here to show and tell
So check it, listen, because I do so well. Like I'm Rockafella
Bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Carter Ii
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