Rojah Larue - Galore

Gleaming
Lately I been gleaming
Lately I’m gleaming

Codeine dreamin'
F*** it somebody get me off these drugs
Trying to tell me what it ain’t when I know it was
But why would I sit here and gravitate to it all
'Cause summer time coming and new money 'bout to fall
First of all
Cut her off
Drop her drawls
F***in' off
F***ed ya dawg
Now she mad
Wanna call
On the phone
Leave me 'lone
Why you trippin' baby
Why you on all the bullshit
Just keep it cordial
Been drinking formal
Like more than normal
I keep the door closed
A young nigga galoreful
Young nigga galore
Got bitches galore
More money make a nigga want more
If its pressure nigga say who its for
I got bitches galore
I got bitches galore
Money making me more
More money make a nigga want more
If its pressure nigga say who its for
Codeine dripping out of my pores
I’m a codeine connoisseur
The signs there don’t ignore
Let’s slide on me no sir
I don’t do this shit for fun
I got money nigga let’s play war
Gah damn I’m with it 'ole boy
Big 6 on me 'ole boy
Ain’t shit sweet this way
Young nigga so throwed
These niggas so lame
These niggas so hoe
These niggas so played
What im possed to say
I get money nigga 7 different ways
A get money nigga all 7 days
Of the week
That pussy so sweet
Got me f***ing on a freak
F*** what they think
'Cause imma do me
Nah, I ain't rude baby
I'm just me
F*** nigga I'm me
Pussy hoe I'm me
Everybody on me
Give a f*** what you want
Better take what you see

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