Rell Briscoe - Intro

Going up yeah this shit is no joke
Ima pull 'em all in by the rope
They like Rell why you getting so cold
Gotta focus and get to the goals
I need the money I need all the gold
Fuck all the bitches and fuck all the hoes
I'm a young rich nigga but I feel so old
I'll never fold put that on bro
Some of you niggas be breaking the code
I never did it I stayed ten toes
I'm really winning at twenty years old
I'm bouta blow feel it in my soul
When I'm on the road I'm never alone
Bro got the pole he gon up that score
Momma said boy you gon steal the show
From the backseat to the front row
Now they on me everywhere I go
Now they on me everywhere I go
Now they on me everywhere I

Written by:
Jarel Hamilton

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