Beni LayLo, Ethan Hill - Rocky

We live and die by the code
Men of honor you lil niggaz bicker over post codes
Rose gold yeah I polish the grill
These niggas playing catch up they cant find me still
Strong will got drive to grip the wheel
Daytona beach we on a race to a mill
Me and E at the top of the Hill
Eric B and Rakim paid in full foreal
Pushing weight you niggaz playin with baby food
Hand me a brick we playing peek-a-boo
Soon as they here they dissapear
Shifting gear with couple squares in the rear
Fresh prince i belong in belair
Top tier race up the stairs Rocky is here
Cheers lets celebrate for the years
We doubled up had profit coming in pairs
They mad that they cant see him
Been a ghost in whips that's european
Foreign bitch she belong in a museum
Bad but she crazy fighting them inner demons
Give me a reason and I'm leaving
Back to da money work shifts into the evening
You probably wouldn't know about that
You probably only know bout raps
No cap in mine
Dezert E clap nine
Went off the rails but I grind Tony Hawk in his prime
Skateboard slide through the block when I ride
Imports came through coming in on the tide
I told you they couldnt fuck with me
Slippers robe and custom sheets
Living oh so comfortably
Those hoes fuck with me
Nigga sign up and pay the fee

Written by:
L. Foster

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Beni LayLo, Ethan Hill

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