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Performed By: In Rodd We Trust
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Roderick Thomas




In Rodd We Trust - Testing Lyrics




Aye
Believe that
(Damn Rodd you did that?)

Niggas been telling me I then quit on my dreams
Wasn't bout money or family it don't mean shit brother
Had to put the mic down, shit I seen that coming
I got way too comfortable a nigga need that hunger
I was, way too nice I won't do favors
Don't need features just want paper
If don't know you and you asking me to hop on my music
But you ainn asking 'bout a price
Talk to me later, discuss a payment
Got it on my own
Nigga that's just how it pan out
Blending in with the crowd too easy
I need to stand out
A lot of niggas get hungry soon as you pull them bands out
Meditation only time I got my hands out
Better than your favorite rapper
Don't do the politics
Too many niggas hit my line
Asking me when I'm dropping shit
Apologize for the absence
That was just my prerogative
But a nigga back
So just relax you know what time it is
Dollar and a dream
You either make it or you miss it
Nigga had a bill
But ninety-nine was for a glizzy
Can't idolize no niggas
With them commas in the distance
Ain't talking 'bout no paper
Shit I got to mind my business
And that's facts
All I do is work no time to relax
Facts, play the game loose
And I'm cutting off slack
Aye
Play the game loose
And I'm cutting off slack nigga
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Aye
Believe that
(Damn Rodd you did that?)

Niggas been telling me I then quit on my dreams
Wasn't bout money or family it don't mean shit brother
Had to put the mic down, shit I seen that coming
I got way too comfortable a nigga need that hunger
I was, way too nice I won't do favors
Don't need features just want paper
If don't know you and you asking me to hop on my music
But you ainn asking 'bout a price
Talk to me later, discuss a payment
Got it on my own
Nigga that's just how it pan out
Blending in with the crowd too easy
I need to stand out
A lot of niggas get hungry soon as you pull them bands out
Meditation only time I got my hands out
Better than your favorite rapper
Don't do the politics
Too many niggas hit my line
Asking me when I'm dropping shit
Apologize for the absence
That was just my prerogative
But a nigga back
So just relax you know what time it is
Dollar and a dream
You either make it or you miss it
Nigga had a bill
But ninety-nine was for a glizzy
Can't idolize no niggas
With them commas in the distance
Ain't talking 'bout no paper
Shit I got to mind my business
And that's facts
All I do is work no time to relax
Facts, play the game loose
And I'm cutting off slack
Aye
Play the game loose
And I'm cutting off slack nigga
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Writer: Roderick Thomas
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