Lyrics Rockie Fresh

Rockie Fresh

So Gone

Twisting up my blunt thinking about my next dollar

Getting in the game trying to get some money out her

Twisting up my blunt thinking about my next dollar

Getting in the game trying to get some money out her

Twisting up my blunt thinking about my next dollar

Getting in the game trying to get some money out her

Twisting up my blunt thinking about my next dollar

Getting in the game trying to get some money out her

Man life is good

Looking good

Gotta know a nigga stay fresh for real

This young gun is not in the army but they do say a nigga is dress to kill

Give two fucks how haters feel

I'm two busy trying to run the town

You ain't moving with my movement then get the fuck around

Rockie Fresh is world renown

So many hoes I don't know who to pick

And they ain't even going off what I got but they see what I'm about to get

Doing it like I don't give no shit

Somebody tell them I don't give a fuck

Real girls get down on the floor niggas put your bottles up

Cause they want it And I'm sipping

They losing while I'm still winning

And y'all wifing but I'm still pimping

And they worried but I ain't tripping

Cause I'm so gone (I'm so gone)

I'm so gone (I'm so gone)

I'm so gone (I'm so gone)

I'm so gone (I'm so gone)

But I do know one thing though

Women and men are hoes

Niggas here through Sunday Monday but soon they'll be expose

Maybe they'll love me one day, maybe they'll let it show

Until then I'll just keep rocking all these shoes and clothes

Cause I be on some fly shit but bets believe this nigga is not the one

Get a lot of head got these hoes going dumb

Since I been on track others rappers on the run

I would do the same if I saw me in the game

Got a little change and I got a little fame

But all real niggas gonna feel this at the end of the day when they see that we the same

And this box shit is a habit

If I want it I can have it

I would take your girl but she too ratchet

The kid on point like I'm playing for the Mavericks

Fresh to death like I rap in caskets

But the boy is so alive

And I don't really care about the prize

Cause this Rozay got me nodding