Rodeo ft. JMarr Lyrics

I used to trip about shit

Ion even care about

I used to wanna hit the clubs

And now I'm barley going out

Clocked in the studio

Niggas almost locked us out

I used to dream bout this shit

Still got some things I'm Knocking out

Yeah

Remember rapping in the backseat

Still had a bit of acne

Young playa couldn't catch me

Official man doing what I do

Me and Mar sitting on max speed

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Tell them hoes

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Sitting on max speed

Damn why they try to stick me for my paper

Knowing I give one call my dawgs stratum with the lasers

Chandler boy yeah that's him

Ain't no shame in my behavior

Smoking keep me calm

Hit a wood it calm the storm

Shawty been a hot head

But that shit turn me on

Niggas ain't want no smoke

Went back to making tracks now

They can say all they want

stream numbers ain't coming down

They all be trying to hit me

But they stay giving me the run around

Me and mar had to get one in fa the one time

Told these niggas when I hop on a track this shit lunch time

Official man everything I do be on my time

Be on my time

I used to trip about shit

Ion even care about

I used to wanna hit the clubs

And now I'm barley goin out

Clocked in the studio

Niggas almost locked us out

I used to dream bout this shit

Still got some things I'm Knocking out

Yeah

Remember rapping in the backseat

Still had a bit of acne

Young playa couldn't catch me

Official man doing what I do

Me and Mar sitting on max speed

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Tell them hoes

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Sitting on max speed

Only fuck with real niggas

You know you gotta be official

I'm locked in with bro official

Play with bro blow like ah whistle

I be boxed in

I'm working

You know I'm clocked in

I pull up in that v8 she was smiling when she got in

Ian lacking in these streets

You know I got it I be strapped in

Ian pulling in no parking spot straight

You know im backed in

Hit bro you know we got it

It aint cheap lil bitch we taxing

We taxing

Ian no hoe I want the static

yea

I'm in my zone

Smoking gas, high

I be out my dome

I never know when ima go so you know ima keep that chrome

You do some fake shit or sum hating shit

You know ima getchu gone

We workin hard we goin hard

Cant wait til the day we on

I used to trip about shit

Ion even care about

I used to wanna hit the clubs

And now I'm barley going out

Clocked in the studio

Niggas almost locked us out

I used to dream bout this shit

Still got some things I'm Knocking out

Yeah

Remember rapping in the backseat

Still had a bit of acne

Young playa couldn't catch me

Official man doing what I do

Me and Mar sitting on max speed

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Tell them hoes

Tell them hoes relax please exactly

Sitting on max speed