Trademark Da Skydiver
Landing Strip
[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
It's hard to stay low key when you making loot n***a
I bet I speak my mind like Mom Dukes n***a
And Marl say why lie when you the truth n***a?
And now they calling me Q I got the juice
I big dog my way through make room n***a
Yeah crime pays I got proof
I'm paid for my money to the roof n***a
A hit man for hire in the booth
I tried to tell em a player was making moves n***a
What I've done for cash they don't have a clue
Once again taking wack n***as to school n***a
I run my city Roddy the king of Lou
And that's my rta I think money all day until my n***as in the bank
I pray to God they stay safe
And after every meal I pray to God they say grace you know its fuck the p.o

[Hook: Young Roddy]
And I ain't gotta boast but we the dopest on our coast
And I ain't gotta brag but baby girl I'm the man
And to make it to the top that's my plan
I'm tryna pick a cool spot to land my n***a yeah

[Verse 2: Trademark]
Money on my mind stacks up in my pockets bitches on my call log my iphones poppin
Getting money around the clock with no plans on stopping
I'm only in it to win it losings not an option
Flamingo my n***a I'm tryna ball like Rodman
Presidential status you can call me Obama
And I was guaranteed to blow just like a suicide bomber
But these lames hatin
On me like they don't wanna see me with no dollars
N***as don't want no problems word to my brotha Roddy oh best believe we about it especially when it comes to
No lies I'm just bein honest in every line I promise to keep it real until I lay 6 feet in the field
Some n***as ain't trill and thats ill
But that ain't me Ima keep it G on my way to the T-O-P
And once I get right my whole clique gone eat
I'm stickin to the g code cus
Thats all we know