White Rova

Whatever you need I got ya
Take you out to see the opera
And I’ve got to keep it real it’s hard to tell you how I feel
I don’t know I stay in my lane all of this money it stay in my lane I changed my name
I know they hate hate
I’m taking my own pace

I’m like the money tree I got hella bresh I’m the money tree
Hold me like my mommy bitch you never saw me
Oh my gosh please
Don’t stalk me
Please never block me it’s all on me
I thought the rainy days were over
Something’s creeping on my shoulder
With the bands I’m not a loner
On the high way in a white rova
I don’t make up no it’s over
On the highway in a white rova

All alone with my 4 leaf clover
Swinging arms like I’m not sober
Counting down but the year not over
Rocking out no rollin stones
Words hurt but don’t break bone
30 clip don’t reload

I’m so high I cannot park
I can tell we going far
Skinny jeans but I’m living large
Cut me open don’t have a heart
I rather sleep than stay awake
For heaven sake who am I to blame
And Nothing will ever be the same