602 2 Rome ft. T. Bailey Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Shit, it's raining crazy outside bro
But anyways
This what we gonna do
Saenz, look
We gonna set up the decoys
You gonna hit the back
I'm a distract whoever in the front
Just make sure you keep that strap glued to you
We got any other issues, you give me a holla
We gotta go and execute this bro
We finna kill shit and get to this back though
Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in
Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten
Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom
Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in
Do the most
Coast to coast, manifest my gross
Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome
Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome
Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat
Then gravitate to rogue
Commissary in solitary they never know
Jugo said the assignment completed by the code
Now go off let it be known us motherfuckers we never fold
Never closed
Out in Havasu let's make a toast
Feel like boasting
Break your bitch, I had to get the close up
Got to moving couple units had to make the rent
I'm sacrificing freedom my better nature proceeded death
Got depressing
Never stressed no second guesses
All impressions these motherfuckers face lethal weapons
Leave them restless
Leading in my own direction
All my Zealots hit them with them mandatory checkups
I been sipping living Zoovies, Mommy I'm a star
Man in charge, set the bar, live and dying large
Solely focused on my purpose, faith in repertoire
Get the cards, I'm a get the car
Fuck an A&R
Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in
Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten
Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom
Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in
Do the most
Coast to coast, manifest my gross
Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome
Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome
Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat
Yeah, caught myself reflecting back on a memory
Thinking, wow, what a tendency
Niggas clowns, they ain't really what they pretend to be
I know they envy me
Kamikaze in my brain man, I'm a go insane
Childhood pain and I love Major Payne
I bring the pain like Method Man
Kick her, put her to the side like a kickstand
You was either White Sox or a Cubs fan
Trying to make an honest dollar wasn't in the plan
I'm a get to snapping like barrettes
Might fuck around a snap a nigga neck
Pay my dues then what's next? Get respect
I get the bag, what's the deal? You know what's next
Go get a clue
Is you Steve? Stop playing with me
I don't really comprehend what they be saying to me
Mackin in my blood, I ain't got to study shit
Ain't her man but she threw it at me, guess I was a pick
My niggas like record labels they deal with you
And this gun bananas, cause it'll peel niggas
The green at my feet boy, like a cleat
500 on the oven, I bring the heat
Outfit all black, like Whoopi Goldbergs lips
Keep a pole like I'm fishing in the whip and hip, bitch
Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in
Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten
Californicate I'd rather wait and blossom
Drop the pin, steady put in work before I clock in
Do the most
Coast to coast, manifest my gross
Flea flicker on a mission, 602 to Rome
Paletine, colosseum way she give me dome
Hercules I found Iuventas the way I'm in her throat