Breeze

Yeah, this how we ******* with it, D-Roc
Juvey, Stunna
Uptown, real *****, rich ***** s**t
( D-Roc)
Lets get it (Rich Gang)Im Uptown hardbody
And I got downtown four partners
And Ill go to war bout em
Smoke **** on the west by my dawg house
Feel like the Godfather and I dont have mob ties
Happy like a little kid first time going outside
I would not lie about it, I would go live-wire
I pull out my money , you pull out your money, you dont have five dollars
I live and I die about it, I would not cry about it
You know you the s**t when you travel around with a fly-swatterYeah, years and years later (Yeah)
More money, more problems
Hundred mil up (Hundred mil up)
You understand me?
Highways with this pimpin
We gon keep gettin itIm an artist like Shakespeare
I was born in the eighth year
Aint take a ***** long, got straight, yeah
Juvenile, Birdman, no fake here
You dont trust nothin, put your faith here
With the bulls**t, *****, stay clear
*****, I got gifts like Saint Nick
And it aint nothing broke that I cant fix
You dont do nothin but hate me
And yeah, that made me
Rice in the pot cooking
Who care where the steaks be?
Beef aint nothing to me
I was raised on bare meat
Hairpin trigger, *****, knock a ***** bare feet
What, yall aint aware of me?
Pay up and just see
New Orleans my city, ** ***
And I make the mayor leave
Streets take careof me
Youre looking at a rare breed
Fly-swatters for the insects
And Im killing any bug come near meCamo
Soulja flow, its top floor all the way up (All the way up)
Just like that
Big money, boy
Rich Gang
I see you Roc (I see you, D-Roc)
Bs up, miles of man
Uptown where we stand
But we live on what we die for, boy
**** with this here, this how we ****** with it (Rich Gang)
Hah, lets get it now, simple
RIP C-Lo, real *****, rich ***** s**t