Lyrics Rockie Fresh

Rockie Fresh

Life Long

[Intro]

So self-made

Shout-out my Crenshaw niggas

Them down-south niggas

Yeah

[Verse 1]

I pray I never die a broke nigga

Terrell Owens, owing all the dope dealers

Sometimes I glorify the finer things

Because I didn't see them minor things

And the games are known by the refs

Restaurants, I'm even greeted by the chefs

Hangin' with the Jews, you'll get the meat on us

Bangin' with them tools, you'll get to see a bonus

All I wanted was a chance to celebrate

We in the belly of the beast

Collect calls from Gunplay

I pray one day I get to see some peace

But I'mma ride until the wheels won't

Anything Double-M I will kill for

Shots fired