Rogue

Intro:

I’ma fix this down dat syrup smoke dat brown
Check the hitlist body bag you to the ground
Got the permit shoot you down a hunnid rounds
Ain't no bullshit n***a take a look a round

Chorus:

I’ma fix this down dat syrup smoke dat brown
Check the hitlist body bag you to the ground
Got the permit shoot you down a hunnid rounds
Ain't no bullshit n***a take a look a round
I went rogue I went rogue
I am so confident on coke
Rockin Gucci f**k no Coach
I went rogue you still broke
Tryna make it but you won’t
Tryna go down as the GOAT
Nearly missed it I was close
Tryna be me n***a don’t

Verse 1:

Shoot through your neck dead double check finna detect all your lies
Two tone Patek, Prezi Rolex money cologne makin me high
Ice out bagguettes too many hoes pick up the cash stand in a line
You want the money not fame I want the fame the money and all it provides
I improvise f**k livin’ right pop me a xanny and top up the night
Down all dis Henny I’m sippin’ alright
Keep it a hunnid ain't no disguise
I went against all what you thought
Looked up to god prayed and he liked
Tony me Starked Louis my cart cold-blooded heart Husayn so high

Chorus:

I’ma fix this down dat syrup smoke dat brown
Check the hitlist body bag you to the ground
Got the permit shoot you down a hunnid rounds
Ain't no bullshit n***a take a look a round
I went rogue I went rogue
I am so confident on coke
Rockin Gucci f**k no Coach
I went rogue you still broke
Tryna make it but you won’t
Tryna go down as the GOAT
Nearly missed it I was close
Tryna be me n***a don’t

Verse 2:

Tryna be me n***a dont know who I am
Out on dis shit for so long but now look what I am
Started from the bottom now these VVS on my hand
I flipped all my dollars Gucci’d all my collars
Servin’ looks again money stackin taller
Smokin’ on that good shit Blue Gorilla prolly
Story of success n***a I’m the f****n author
All you n****s nothin but my sons and daughters
Real quick like a jag climbed the ladder wid finesse
I made my own sound ‘bout dem haters could care less
Sold my soul to this industry I’m in love wid my success
Dressed all Black like I’m mamba plan for 20 on my neck

Chorus:

I’ma fix this down dat syrup smoke dat brown
Check the hitlist body bag you to the ground
Got the permit shoot you down a hunnid rounds
Ain't no bullshit n***a take a look a round
I went rogue I went rogue
I am so confident on coke
Rockin Gucci f**k no Coach
I went rogue you still broke
Tryna make it but you won’t
Tryna go down as the GOAT
Nearly missed it I was close
Tryna be me n***a don’t