Rose
Seezyn
GENRE
[Intro]
(Census, what you cookin'?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
[Verse]
These niggas ain't know shit now
I had to go and run my check up, rock it, buss down
Oh yeah, wе see you, how you hatin', yeah, we know now
Drop a four up in my soda, I'm so bold now
Had to go make a plan, had to figurе out
I been stuck in the trenches, gon' make it out
Gotta lie to my niggas to make it out
Gotta do it for my niggas in the ground
Used to sneak out there passin' the greyhound
Had to move it, 'cause feds they figured out
Had to get the dope and stretch it out
Now a nigga gon' make double now, no, yeah
But the street shit ain't for everybody
Baby, I'm not just anybody
I'm tryna be somebody
Baby, that paper, don't play about it
But if I love you, don't play about you
We can all be something, I can never ever doubt you
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
(Census, what you cookin'?)
Yeah
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
[Verse]
These niggas ain't know shit now
I had to go and run my check up, rock it, buss down
Oh yeah, wе see you, how you hatin', yeah, we know now
Drop a four up in my soda, I'm so bold now
Had to go make a plan, had to figurе out
I been stuck in the trenches, gon' make it out
Gotta lie to my niggas to make it out
Gotta do it for my niggas in the ground
Used to sneak out there passin' the greyhound
Had to move it, 'cause feds they figured out
Had to get the dope and stretch it out
Now a nigga gon' make double now, no, yeah
But the street shit ain't for everybody
Baby, I'm not just anybody
I'm tryna be somebody
Baby, that paper, don't play about it
But if I love you, don't play about you
We can all be something, I can never ever doubt you
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Under pressure, they gon fo-o-o-old, yeah
Yes, we gotta go and hit the ro-o-o-oad, yeah
Made a couple thousand for the sho-o-o-ow, yeah
Fuck her from the back and she gon', she gon', she gon'
She gon' know to give me thro-o-o-oat, yeah
We know you a thottie, yeah we kno-o-o-ow, yeah
You know I stay with shooters, they on go-o-o-o, yeah
Came up from the trenches now I ro-o-o-ose, yeah
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