Lil Cheeto - Rolling Though the City

Rolling thru the city
Ro, Ro, Rolling thru the city ya
Money on my mind
I just need to make a milli' ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Rolling thru the city
Ro, Ro, Rolling thru the city ya
Money on my mind
I just need to make a milli' ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya

Straight to the top and nobody gon Stop it
Remember them days I was making No profit
Pray to da lord that I'm not in the Coffin
Place that I'm from it happens too often

When I was younger I wanted Lacoste Now I want The Gucci and Polo
Remember back in middle school Rocked with a Few now
I learned my lesson I'm keeping dolo

People that's out there they always gon hate you
You close to yo friends they all gon Betray you
I look in the mirror I know I'm Unstable
I Look to the lord he always gon save You

All of these enemies, Starting to cook Up a different me
I got the recipe, Y'all gon remember Me
Just for my family, I'm making History
I wave at my haters I know that they Missing me

Sometimes In life you gotta go risk it
Family time I know I'm gon miss it
My girl a dime but there's more in Life then giving you all of my hugs And kisses
I know I can fix it when we all be Dripping
And you is my misses I'm heading to Greatness and you is my witness

I'm going thru phases and you help Me get it, We sharing a vision
Sometimes In life you gotta go risk it
Family time I know I'm gon miss it
My girl a dime but there's more in Life then giving you all of my hugs And kisses
I know I can fix it when we all be Dripping
And you is my misses I'm heading to Greatness and you is my witness
I'm going thru phases and you help me get it
We sharing a vision

Rolling thru the city
Ro, Ro, Rolling thru the city ya
Money on my mind
I just need to make a milli' ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Rolling thru the city
Ro, Ro, Rolling thru the city ya
Money on my mind
I just need to make a milli' ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya
Tell my mom we made it
Tell my, Tell my mom we made it ya

Take a trip to Paris cause I deserve it
Odd things we've been learning
Lord put us on
Pray for good times
Lord put us on
Pray for better times
I've been working just to make clever Rhymes
I've been working just to make clever Rhymes
Keeping the heat
Like a sweater in cold times
It's Cold times
Never made a false line
Gotta make a flow like Busta Rhymes
Spit it quick witted
Quick witted
Pen stricken
Money driven
Gotta get
Doing things in the game I ain't Vision

Written by:
Elijah Kibbe

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