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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rome Streetz
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Conductor Williams
Producer
Elijah Hooks
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Conductor
Real shit, god, you niggas garbage, do better
Rock a Rhude sweater, keep a few hoes like Hugh Hefner
Hold a huge Heckler, let off two if it's new pressure
Or old smoke, hollow flow through your 'Lo coat
Fuck a job, we robbed and sold dope
Ice on a gold rope
Fuck your life nigga, I two-piece the pope
I'm Smooth B, I sold Pete Rock for C-notes
Dice games in the staircase, ghetto casino
Was really on the scene, though, I know Pookiе and Nino
I got G Money when I copped my first three Os
Lockеd up, science was throwin' piss on the CO
Was told do all my dirt fo' dolie and be low
Real shit, I had to deal and scam just to get the dough
Play with the bread, I'll flame your head like Bam Bam Bigelow
Really run this shit, every goddamn nigga know
If it ain't my clique it's slow, Griselda (Griselda)
Made a nice profit pushin' paraphernalia
Switched, now it's only audio dope that I sell ya
Fuck the police, never friendly with those that jail ya
Tryna fuck with me results in failure, nigga
Shame what these lames do for dollars
We play the game, but the shit ugly like chunky Balenciagas
Takin' risks just to stuff money in my joggers
Deep in the mix with dealers and robbers, nigga
Shame what these lames do for dollars
We play the game, but the shit ugly like chunky Balenciagas
Takin' risks just to stuff money in my joggers
Deep in the mix with dealers and robbers (Ayo)
I want a mansion with high-ass ceilings to money dance in
All about advancin' my finances, I used to take chances
Throwin' rocks at the prison cops, my opposition
Got my spot clickin', buy a load so papi dropped the ticket
Pay for the demonstration, show you how to flip it
Drug gymnast, mixin' powder like a chemist
Found myself dwellin' on the dark side 'cause I was tempted
By the fly shit, that I'd do anything to get it
Raised by a single mother, pops an absentee
If I had some guidance, shit'd probably be different, the trap attracted me
They try to keep you blind to all the facts, but I had to see
From where the grimy guys survive, the good face the tragedy
Conductor, we have a problem! (Damn)
Conductor, we have a problem!
Conductor, we have a problem!
Writer(s): Jerome Anthony Allen, Denzel Dewayne Williams
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