Rome Streetz – Son of a Gun Paroles & Video

Son of a Gun – Rome Streetz Paroles

Uh, yo

She asked me what's my sign, I said, "Dollar"

Scorpio sun, son of a gun, swear I never link with skwala (Nah)

I'm a dog, a rottweiler in a Cuban link collar

Shittin' on your block, school of hard knocks my alma mater

Mama's oldest who got nothin' from our father

He tried to reach out now, fuck it, why bother?

My world keep spinnin'

Sort of like the cylinder on my revolver, evolved to a author

That write about my life and time spent as a robber

Midnight marauder, I'm Phife Dawg in a Prada parka (Uh)

Amazin' artist, the MoMA gotta hang my art up

Was local, now we worldwide like Starbucks

Charged up, push a SRT Dodge truck

My foes broke as fuck, I reversed all my hard luck (Ah)

We winnin' now, learned from the past, but I live in the now

Catch cancer in your mouth tryna bite this nigga's style (Fuck outta here)

She love me, told me I'm the greatest

Tap in to my wave, we got all the flavors

I'm livin' major on a daily basis

We out to fold chips, all my old shit shittin' on your latest

Chain full of lasers

Game ain't the same since I came in and flamed it (Flamed it)

Dangerous son of a gun, my mother told me to aim it (Uh, bow)

Shoot for the moon, the stars ain't too far away

Life a bad broad, I got her out of her lingerie (Uh)

Soakin'-wet, ridin' on the wave

Remember I was high and dry, now the world in my palm, I want all the pay (Sock it to my pocket)

Cash rules, comin' up is hard

Won and lost against the odds, you wore scars like tattoos

Ate off the powder I packed inside a capsule

Got plenty pizzazz, I'm unnatural (Uh-huh)

New York nigga rose out the dirt, he destined to be impactful

A lot of kings never got crowns, mirrors, or statues

It's whatever, big stepper, I could rock Shaq's shoes

Never lack, 'cause friends aim daggers at your back too

It's part of the game, we ball still

In foreign four wheels 'til my face in the Forbes, nigga, it's all kill

My nigga died, ate the wrong pill, caught a raw deal (Damn)

Pour Henny on the floor still

She love me, told me I'm the greatest

Tap in to my wave, we got all the flavors

I'm livin' major on a daily basis

We out to fold chips, all my old shit shittin' on your latest (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Chain full of lasers

Game ain't the same since I came in and flamed it (Flamed it)

Dangerous son of a gun, my mother told me to aim it (Bow)