Rose, let's go!
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The only one lil' Rose, baby, you know me
A true OG, shell toes, two-tone fleece
The only thing I wanna know is where you gon' be
I'm pulling up, spinning round for the quickest connect
I'm throwing signs, making fists like I'm gripping a Tec
They're all talking 'bout the answers, but I'm showing the work
Young bull hit the floor, now I'm going berserk
Lean with it, but I trust brothers got my back
Yankin', pulling on my shirt, hopping back in my bag
Bright lights, cameras, action, how I'm acting an ass
Bitches say they Mike Jack, but I'm actually bad
Hit the floor, then I hit 'em with the quick revive
I'm right back, first I gotta be rich to die
I'm not going anywhere until you hypnotized
So what you know, Rose is back in the nick of time
Hit the floor, then I hit 'em with the quick revive
I'm right back, first I gotta be rich to die
I'm not going anywhere until you hypnotized
So what you know, Rose is back in the nick of time
I been making plays on the low-ow-ow
Money in the safe, you can't save your soul
Looking like a dog, how you chase these hoes
First rule of the game, wanna play, don't fold
Everybody climbing wanna knock you down
Everybody claiming they the boss in town
Everybody talking like they got something to prove
I just make moves, 'cause what I gotta lose?
Stepping on flows like you step on stones
Get another check then I get on, gone
Blitz on foes, cover set all blown
Tapping ass like feds tap on phones
I'm back on road, nothing but a clear path
Couple guys with the nine that I gotta steer past
Couple ways I could make a mil', never fear that
Bad bitches in my rearview, I don't peer back
Then I hit 'em with the quick revive
I'm right back, first I gotta be rich to die
I'm not going anywhere until you hypnotized
So what you know, Rose is back in the nick of time
Come take your best shot
I'm breaking necks without ever letting sweat drop
Blessings in my lap, forest fire on my desktop
Tour-de-force, bouta bus 'em all to the next stop
Specialty on Spec Ops, dodging every red dot
Know a couple Mr. Cleaner-Uppers, get your head mopped
Cash Money, young honey wanna make the bed rock
Free JRock, they just wanna see his bread stop
Aiming for the head top, say it with my chest out
Shots off quick, netting flicks, you better get down
You already in the red, heard you wanna bet rounds
Looked me in the eye and survived, you gotta flex now
Last man I slept caught a fade, not a catch route
Scared of being mediocre, why I can't forget clowns
Yeah, I like my weed just like how I like my set, loud
Putting all these bitches down, really I'm the vet (Ow!)
Hit the floor, then I hit 'em with the quick revive
I'm right back, first I gotta be rich to die
I'm not going anywhere until you hypnotized
So what you know, Rose is back in the nick of time