RomeHtx - 93' Premium Lyrics

Been down that road before this time I detour
To the game and score
Had to roger that like 10-4
They wanted this I got more
What you think this pot for
And they say life a bitch to me I gotta shoot my shot for
Man I gotta end up not poor
Ballin' Isaiah I.T.4
League with the greatest hit up Mama
Look I then really made it
Uh
Vent to em one time mane
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Sketch the vision and gave it life like a animation
With my blessing breaking curses for my generation
Through the trauma found my purpose it took dedication
I'm overloaded on my hustle and my motivation
And I know success is a journey not a destination
Keep it moving
I'm getting better everyday
I gotta keep improving
Don't care how small the circle get
Ima keep removing all of the snakes
The flow is 93' premium all gas no brakes
All praise to my creator for not making mistakes
And this go for anything or anybody I face
If the shit get outta of line
I put it back in its place
This is a marathon you losing if you think it's race
Rap god hands together like I'm saying my grace
Saw the dream taking off and I decided to chase
I knew my talent was a given I just had to embrace and utilize
Now I'm here to handle my business no suit and tie
They gon know my name can't settle for Who am I?
Know that I'm the truth I promise why I would I lie
And I'm tryna live forever can't fathom the day I die
That's on my soul nigga
Just hustle don't talk about it it's gon show nigga
I'll be the living example
They gave up on me now I'm ballin like I'm Julius Randle
Kyrie Irving through the pressure they amaze by my handles
Double C this Chanel at first I thought it was Channel
Keep a Nina on my waist like I'm rocking a Flannel
Meditate I keep the peace time to light up a candle
Dubai dreams Fendi turban take a trip on a camel
I gotta make it out the hood that's the mission
Ain't no salary this all sales I'm making commission
Sub tweeting never me I gotta problem I'll mention
And all my ex hoes bitter I can tell by the tension
You doing you I'm doing better ain't gon speak on the rest
Treat the shit like bench press and get the weight off my chest
Any bitch that tried to play me had to settle for less
Won't catching me stressing hoes
Middle fingers up if I pose
Tippin 84's
Trill nigga forever throwed
And that's just how it goes
Push a Bentley and see the world is my latest goals
Board the yacht , pop plenty bottles shit let's do a toast
Chrome Hearts on my Phantom call it the Holy Ghost
Like I hold it for ransom I'm tryna get the most
Allergic to the bullshit I just got diagnosed
Shots falling through the net I watch my money gross
Shots falling through the net I'm Kobe in the post
It's overtime when I'm in the booth making rhymes
I'ma master of my craft and I elevated my mind
If I don't see the hate I can feel it like I was blind
I'm running the game nigga I'm talking no finish line
You ain't gotta go for yours but know I'm go for mine
If it's bout the fam I'm cutting throats and I'm breaking spines
Red bottom sneakers looking like I just stepped in Heinz
I know my time coming I can feel it I see the signs
Nigga
Yea
Just hear me out mane