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Rocky Valentine
Rocking this truey I feel like I'm keef Like Tony Montana Who I trust? Me! Spend all my money I trap for a week I get it all back, wash rinse and repeat Wash rinse and repeat Get on your knees Counting this money I count it in three's Need double three's, all on my whipski! Toting them 30's them 40's them 50's Full metal jacket I might just slap it Preme on my hoodie, Gucci my jacket Told that bitch leave, the love wasn't real How's being broke, how does that feel? She was a phantom Bout to start beating up rappers at random Throwing a fit like I'm throwing a tantrum Me and Tye Dye an unstoppable tandem That's my producer and I am his shooter I'll hack the whole planet just off my computer You probably feel real tough with that gun up on your hip We're probably taking all your stuff whatever city that you're in I been buying Ricky jeans, yes they fit nice, flex life Diamonds on me shining like a night light, nice right, nice right? Flexing on the daily think it's good for my wealth I been cutting off all women think it's good for my health I'm gonna buy up every drug and probably do it myself I swear, I'm so uncomfortable My head is so combustable Man I was so vulnerable Now look where that got me, I'm all alone Rocky The way that you left me so lifeless and empty Someone come and end me my clip I will empty Sending me mixed signals lately, guess that's why your boyfriend hates me Told that bitch like f*ck you pay me Told that bitch like f*ck you pay me Rocking this truey I feel like I'm keef Like Tony Montana Who I trust? Me! I spend all my money I trap for a week I get it all back, wash rinse and repeat Repeat Get on your knees Counting this money I count it in three's Need double three's, all on my whipski! Toting them 30's them 40's them 50's Full metal jacket I might just slap it Preme on my hoodie, Gucci my jacket Told that bitch leave, the love wasn't real How's being broke, how does that feel? Peat, Peat, Peat, get on your knees Counting this money I count it in three's Need double three's, all on my whipski! Toting them 30's them 40's them 50's Full metal jacket I might just slap it Preme on my hoodie, Gucci my jacket Told that bitch leave, the love wasn't real How's being broke, how does that feel?