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clayco mantra - rome westfield lyrics

[intro]
anthony take’em to church

[hook]
i was out here on the bus
now these n*ggas tryna ride the wave
team solid we gon’ take it to the grave
i was young just tryna f*ck
but they said f*ck me to my face
told’em f*ck ‘em if they really feel that way
man this sh*t here really old news
shorty eat the d*ck and call it whole foods
i think she been sleeping with my bros too
shorty bump my new sh*t when i roll through
always hit my phone, guess i’m her go to
now i got that money i don’t know you

[verse 1]
cut people off and i start acting different
if i ain’t get the pack from rеx
i don’t show no interest
she likе how i be switching flows
let me pet her kitten
been tryna get her for a minute
imma just admit it
that p*ssy got me going sicko
gon’ have me committed
but i still pass her to my bros
so the can be witness
been in the field on my own
gotta mind my business
cuz if they catch you lacking
they gon’ leave you in them trenches
my brodie told me get a glock
i was at krystal’s with a mop
overnight smoke on my job
even rich n*ggas get robbed
she gone l!ck up every drop
like when she hop up on top
even let her homegirl watch
[hook]
i was out here on the bus
now these n*ggas tryna ride the wave
team solid we gon’ take it to the grave
i was young just tryna f*ck
but they said f*ck me to my face
told’em f*ck ‘em if they really feel that way
man this sh*t here really old news
shorty eat the d*ck and call it whole foods
i think she been sleeping with my bros too
shorty bump my new sh*t when i roll through
always hit my phone, guess i’m her go to
now i got that money i don’t know you

[verse 2]
demons want hold of my soul woah
n*ggas keep moving the goal post
i just keep blowing them o’s hoe
they thought the had me the so close
might hang myself with a gold rope
n*ggas can try but it’s not hope
i’m at they neck like strep throat
these n*ggas not on my level
shorty come f*ck with a rebel
treat that p*ssy like she don’t know better
she want an allowance i let her
k!lling this sh*t won’t let up
she rihanna that umbrella
red bottoms i won’t cinderella
she ain’t really my b*tch
so shush don’t tell her
she know i was lying
asked for my zodiac sign
she said our fates intertwined
what’s on your mind?
i can’t be wasting my time
i’m finna blow like a bomb
i can’t swoop pennies for dimes
these n*ggas hate when i rhyme
this sh*t you feel in yo spine
to the top sh*t i had to climb
[hook]
i was out here on the bus
now these n*ggas tryna ride the wave
team solid we gon’ take it to the grave
i was young just tryna f*ck
but they said f*ck me to my face
told’em f*ck ‘em if they really feel that way
man this sh*t here really old news
shorty eat the d*ck and call it whole foods
i think she been sleeping with my bros too
shorty bump my new sh*t when i roll through
always hit my phone, guess i’m her go to
now i got that money i don’t know you

- rome westfield lyrics

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