Mans Gift 2 God
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Yeah yeah
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
Yeah
Romeo Romeo
Screamin' r.i.p Nip eatin' shrimp on Rodeo
Chanks told me don't stop they gon' feel it like braille
This was all in God's plan it was written in Creole
We be Green Bay packin' it
Team ain't lackin' it
We stay mackin' it
Sip on Activist
My old money had me savin' what I could
My new money got me savin' on accident
Way I get it pops say its bad news
But pops, to be true, I'm still mad at you
At age 22, can't tell me how to move
Where was your two cents when moms rent was past due
Cause I know you ain't raise me and I'm not malleable
Its no shade, all factual
The Balmains, cost a rack or two
Got a sniper in my regiment he move tactical
With a lot of pain, one day Imma start losing it
The hate gon' bring a hater to prove some shit
If I die, pray it's not on some stupid shit
Jesus died broke, Imma bust down the crucifix
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
This for my drug dealas'
All my gwap gettas'
All my F boys
Running up digits
All my P.I's
All my bread winnas'
I got love for ya
Lemme fuck witchya'
Damn
Neva served hand to hand
I left university dropped all my plans
Bro was movin' burners and got caught up in a jam
I ain't have that in me so I learned how to scam
Been nice since the Tokyo Sean John
It's still free Scoby and free all my dawgs
To my ex I blamed you when it all gone wrong
But I won't point the finger cause it's all my fault
Went carry out, two chop sticks and won tons
To the marriot, room service the won tons
Got the game from Tremayne and Chanks basement days
Wish shit was the same but those days are long gone
If I could relive, I wouldn't take the risks that were tooken
Even though I got paid from how you shouldn't
I did a few thangs to put my name on a bullet
I sacrificed what you wouldn't
And became who you couldn't, it's Romeo
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
This for my drug dealas'
All my gwap gettas'
All my F boys
Running up digits
All my P.I's
All my bread winnas'
I got love for ya
Lemme fuck witchya'
Yeah yeah
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
Yeah
Romeo Romeo
Screamin' r.i.p Nip eatin' shrimp on Rodeo
Chanks told me don't stop they gon' feel it like braille
This was all in God's plan it was written in Creole
We be Green Bay packin' it
Team ain't lackin' it
We stay mackin' it
Sip on Activist
My old money had me savin' what I could
My new money got me savin' on accident
Way I get it pops say its bad news
But pops, to be true, I'm still mad at you
At age 22, can't tell me how to move
Where was your two cents when moms rent was past due
Cause I know you ain't raise me and I'm not malleable
Its no shade, all factual
The Balmains, cost a rack or two
Got a sniper in my regiment he move tactical
With a lot of pain, one day Imma start losing it
The hate gon' bring a hater to prove some shit
If I die, pray it's not on some stupid shit
Jesus died broke, Imma bust down the crucifix
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
This for my drug dealas'
All my gwap gettas'
All my F boys
Running up digits
All my P.I's
All my bread winnas'
I got love for ya
Lemme fuck witchya'
Damn
Neva served hand to hand
I left university dropped all my plans
Bro was movin' burners and got caught up in a jam
I ain't have that in me so I learned how to scam
Been nice since the Tokyo Sean John
It's still free Scoby and free all my dawgs
To my ex I blamed you when it all gone wrong
But I won't point the finger cause it's all my fault
Went carry out, two chop sticks and won tons
To the marriot, room service the won tons
Got the game from Tremayne and Chanks basement days
Wish shit was the same but those days are long gone
If I could relive, I wouldn't take the risks that were tooken
Even though I got paid from how you shouldn't
I did a few thangs to put my name on a bullet
I sacrificed what you wouldn't
And became who you couldn't, it's Romeo
This a coke bop, we got hope bop
I'm a trendsetta', I'm a showstoppa'
Turn his whole strip, to a soap op
See the police, crease my toe box
This for my drug dealas'
All my gwap gettas'
All my F boys
Running up digits
All my P.I's
All my bread winnas'
I got love for ya
Lemme fuck witchya'
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Writer(s): Max Ventura
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