Rome Streetz
Paul Janssen
[Intro: ANKHLEJOHN]
Hey, baby‚ you the one sold me the drugs I'm gettin' high on‚ come on‚ man
Yo, don't fuckin' walk away from me, n***a
I sold you those drugs so that you could make money
You forgetful motherfucker
You got high‚ so you fucked up, n***a, you
Oh‚ I fucked up?
Yeah, you fucked up
This is a Shaap Records exclusive
Shaap shit only
Fuck wrong with these n***as?
N***as know my name, n***a, Big Lordy
The one thing I don't play around with is n***as, man, you hear me? Yeah
What's the motherfuckin' dealy? Fuckin' hear me?
Fuck these n***as talkin' 'bout?
Stop playin' with these young n***as, man
Ayy, check

[Verse 1: ANKHLEJOHN]
I got switched up the most, some of the n***as I came up with
If you was with me before and not now, you can suck dick
On my way to Keshia house, got a tough grip
She the type that make n***as nut quick
I was raised up out of them trenches, not a fuck to give (Not at all)
Converged up and I still stuff for ribs
For n***as, I make it tough to live
His mother lost his son, I had to rub her tears
N***a, I'm somethin' that the public fears
You already know what the fuck it is
No cap in my rap like I don't fuck with Lids
So many people I disappointed
I'm the one that's anointed
You wanna talk to me, bitch, make an appointment
You can't beat 'em, then join 'em, call heads on a coin flip
Fentanyl came in a little tube like Neosporin ointment, yeah
Defeated the odds, now we feast with the gods
I pull strings like n***as playin' the guitars
I let my nuts hang, my penis is large
The meanest of broads wanna see about ours
She fat as shit, Lord, I can see from afar
N***as got no heart, petty ass mad got your bro up like a go-kart
Let n***as tell it, they relish
Move keys like Mozart, shit
You remind me of them back-in-the-day n***as
Asking for a dollar in front of the store
Shrug my shoulder, nothing to say to n***as, yeah
Kind of like Mitch did to Uncle Ice
I sold you drugs so you could buy somethin' nice (Stupid n***a)
You the one that took that flight
Gettin' high all night, stuffin' the pipe
N***a, go get your life, shit
Your daddy was a rat, n***a, your set drop some mice, shit
N***as stuck in the can feelin' trapped for life
Find the OG on the ten, well, and ask him for advice
[Interlude]
Like what should I do?
Gettin' out of here and never comin' back to this shit

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Yo, you know who the fuck it is
My n***as movin' things, we all kings, pulling strings like a puppeteer
You small ball n***as ball down, this the upper tier
Gemstone bars cut your ear, I stunt and gear this fear
My motherfuckin' nuts hang like a chandelier
My bitch ill like Pam Grier, rock Chanel and gold Cartiers
Your whole squad is queer
You're running at your top speed, sweating like a motherfucker, still gettin' nowhere (Y'all n***as is bums)
I do this at my own pace
Used to rob n***as with the mask on, now magazines asking for pics of Rome's face
Collect the currency first, a ho is what I don't chase
You prayin' to that mystery god, that shit is so fake
Deaf and blind swine eaters
Been knew the world was mine, didn't need no confirmation from a palm reader
Been through mad shit, my life a page out the Don Diva
Been a fly n***a, I get pussy with my mom's features
How I sound is like Farrakhan's speeches
I show the devil what long reach is, we hard to hear
Me and ANKHLEJOHN is morphine and fentanyl mixed
Raw shit
These n***as ain't no calm, they all corpses (N***as is dead)
Nothing as hard as this
Sniff 'til your nose lose all the cartilage
What I record is marvelous, motherfucker
[Outro]
Shaap shit only