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unreleased* - rome streetz lyrics

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[intro]
talk to em

[verse]
now even a gun got a little black hole
the desks of these record exec’s prolly hold your black soul
if you sold it, not me, i’m in the driver’s seat
sole controlling, never talking cheap; my t**th golden
they use a ki to shovel the blow in, they know’s it
pay me all of the money they owe me for those
as far as sh*t that i compose, it’s a picture of my life
running roads, certain clothes that making thousands off of flip*forms
keep bl!ckers in my trousers, that or more to chip bones
got this sh*t sеwn like dapper dan from queens to pakistan
so the cash i got in my stash comе from the rapping fans
the other cheese is undisclosed, no, underclosed

- rome streetz lyrics

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