T.Rose AllinGang - Now or Never

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ROASTA IN THIS MF TOO THO NIGGA
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Cocaine on my wrist
I put ice on my bezel
I bust up the pack
Then dig in like a shovel
Cant do no more waiting
This shit now or never
Them niggas wasn't with me
Had to up my level
I'm dripping they slipping
They need a umbrella
That shit ain't no money
Be humble little fella
A hammerhead shark in this bitch
How I'm nailing
You can't buy respect in the store
They don't sell it
I pop up on you with that work
Or I mail it
I front it you sell it
Cash out at the telly
I'm thinking about getting thug life on my belly
I'm meek want a milly
In Philly omelly
Ain't smoke in a day
My mama say she smell it
Got caught with a pistol
Lawyer ate my felony
8 months I'm a be rich as I ever been
Cant do no features unless you my family
Don't need no trainer I'm good with the weight
Jump in the industry I know they fake
4 AM wake up how much I can make
Don't care bout yo birthday don't play with my cake
You really trapping it's gone fuck with your weight
Finessed him wit tussin' ain't notice the taste
I jumped out the county caught another case
I lose every dime get a pound on my face
Straight out the streets I be feeling untouchable
.223 bullets eat em like Lunchables
Your baby daddy in the county they punking em
Your baby mama ain't loyal we humping her
Run up me I show you what that money do
Cough up a hundred Roasta got money flu
Take the what an leave the what
Get the money too
Choppa gone take your little legs right from under you
My nigga for real a fool with the pills
You should have a mill you ain't got no bills
Me jump on your record you cant be for real
That's gone be a whole another rack on the bill
Been trapping 10 years
What's up with your wheels
I'm a motherfuckin' mack like my first name Khalil
I'm a stay independent
Don't want me no deal
I'm a up my little price
I cant no mo deals, Roasta
Cocaine on my wrist
I put ice on my bezel
I bust up the pack
Then dig in like a shovel
Cant do no more waiting
This shit now or never
Them niggas wasn't with me
Had to up my level
I'm dripping they slipping
They need a umbrella
That shit ain't no money
Be humble little fella
A hammerhead shark in this bitch
How I'm nailing
You can't buy respect in the store
They don't sell it
I pop up on you with that work
Or I mail it
I front it you sell it
Cash out at the telly
I'm thinking about getting thug life on my belly
I'm meek want a milly
In Philly omelly
Ain't smoke in a day
My mama say she smell it
Got caught with a pistol
Lawyer ate my felony
8 months I'm a be rich as I ever been
Cant do no features unless you my family

Written by:
Terry Rose

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