Final Chapter

For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Gotta tell you Ya ROE ain't a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Look, Ya ROE not a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter Move tactical, shit ain't a movie I got Gs on both sides, they ain't Gucci That lil ting I was with is a two-piece Effortless, never gon' die for the coochie (die for nyash?) If she wanna start move like a groupie Fuck her friend, take her Emilio Pucci Know I make that bih sing like she Toosii Uber back to her man where she should be I'm 419ing, your card declining I finesse the game like a record label signing She was playing games now she whining Cause she know that I'm on timing Nigga what the time is? Brodie what the time is let's overclock this shit And I been ROE since "04, let's up the stocks in this bitch Straight from ABJ to Tampa Bay No mistaking that shit And I popped a X on my last flight Don't miss taking that shit For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Gotta tell you Ya ROE ain't a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Look, Ya ROE not a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter Look, don't get it wrong Cuz I'm saying this shit in a song I might spazz and go call up my son Nigga hop out the V, know what timing we on Real life, we attacking (uh huh) On the mic, I'm spazzing (uh huh) I been running, tryna bring the packs in Pray I don't slip, I am not known for lacking Me and brodie like Woody and Buzz You run up on us We making a fuss And the toys that we got ain't for kids I lean out the window and do him like Russ If I spot em, I got em, it's up If that nigga sus, no time to discuss Please don't ask if we got it in us I'll do it, I'm crazy, my head in a flux I told Tomi it's ABJ up in this bitch Nigga burning the city a pastime No sleep for the wicked, I fly out the country I'm switching these tings like it's halftime If she told you her nigga ain't getting no bread, I guarantee she is not mine I just lean out the window it's bye bye Know I ain't leaving till sum' get flatlined For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Gotta tell you Ya ROE ain't a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter For niggas that's thinking shit sweet Look, Ya ROE not a rapper If I feel like it's getting too heated And vengeance is needed Then sum' get slapped up In Toronto i ball like a raptor Got the packs, I'm a trapper trapper Got the mud, bring the tractor tractor Story ain't done this the end of the chapter