Santoro Live
Ransom
3:27Yo, ayo now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight I swear stylin' on them is easy 'cause None of these niggas rhyme right Shit was vicious Now it's only riches in my eyesight Countin' legit digit's off of the Scriptures that I write my life, did a 360 I went from grams on a dish To bein' the shit makin' rap history Lately the truth is rare They just believe in cap strictly Residue on vision wear we was Movin' that crack swiftly Now we currently dealing Art for cryptocurrency You peons minor league No way you measurе up to me get run down on And you give up your goods rеluctantly Wasn't luck Just a hundred percent hustle thoroughly Stack the money up and stay Lowkey 'till you OG Never tell the truth to these hoes, juggers And police Was thumbin' through dirty dollars before You heard of Rome Streetz My palms still filthy for sure These fuckers know me All I know is cop and flip Now I move a different type of dope that You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with Niggas don't really want no smoke They rather politic shut the fuck up if your Convo ain't bout no profitin' All I know is cop and flip Now I move a different type of dope that You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with Niggas don't really want no smoke They rather politic shut the fuck up if your Convo ain't got no profitin' All I know is quarters and staircases The bare basics Cognac with some bare chasers Sold crack for some mere wagers No static from square neighbors Broke addicts who share razors Weird favors like borrowin' clothes If we near ages here, save this Some white shell toes with the square laces Fear cages, Get surrounded by killers That's hair braiders Prayer saved us from children that Tatted up teared faces can't take us You can ball out for years If you clear waivers Hear greatness, from fuckin' Up mama's stove, To the hottest flows Exotic hoes that only wear solid Gold and erotic clothes Supermodels playin' inside they nose Then they gotta pose But I ain't into no selfies Make sure that my dinner's healthy Shit'll help me The devil make sure that a sinner's wealthy Been swimmin' in hell's fire They prayin' that shit'd melt me Save your wishin', I got the HK It's a late edition Great for missions, now you fit for A coffin in grave condition, Nigga All I know is cop and flip Now I move a different type of dope that You don't gotta hit your nostrils with Niggas don't really want no smoke They rather politic shut the fuck up if your Convo ain't bout no profitin' All I know is cop and flip Now I move a different type of dope that You ain't gotta hit your nostrils with Niggas don't really want no smoke They rather politic shut the fuck up if your Convo ain't got no profitin'