BLACK ROLLS ROYCE FREESTYLE - Joey Trap

I got the waves now, I’m on the waves now

Been on the way

A nigga done changed, wow

I had to get the bread, what more can I say now?

Hahaha, came a long way now

Came a long way, look, look, look, look

Came a long way from the trap house

Been fuck the feds, knew the back route

I was sellin' dope in the crack house

Just 15 with the packs out

Came a long way from them robberies

Now I’m just woke in the Robins

People, my bitches is poppin'

We in the Bentley, she topless

Hit the bank, mission accomplished

I ain’t gon' deal with no poverty, nigga

I get to the bread, nothin' stoppin' a nigga

I don’t understand how you’re not counting figures, uh

I’m talkin' 'bout get to the Benji’s consistently

These niggas can never sit with me

I got a pistol, it stick to me

I didn’t meant that shit literally, nah

Sometimes you might have to throw away

I feel like givin' some bread today

Took out five bands and gave four away

Hit the strip club, fuckin' make it rain

I’m doin' well so I can’t complain

In the Bentley, just watch how I switch the lane

Niggas hatin' 'cause they jealous of the fame

All the money, it come with a lot of pain

I didn’t ask for this, boy

Might have to clap for this one

You niggas hatin', they pissed, huh?

How is you mad 'cause you switched up?

I be in the Benz with the rollie

I need to attend to my trophies

Think I need to learn when it’s OD

Skrrtin' on the curb, fuck the police

Skrrtin' on the curb where the drop at

I’m skrrtin' on the curb and I drop shit

Niggas got a pistol, never popped it

If you say «I like it,» then I cop it, yeah

Black Rolls Royce

I’m in the back rolling doinks

I’m finna need more points, I’m talking

I’m talkin' I am great, so why the fuck they hate?

I need to have more faith because it’s-

Because it’s tough getting through to the industry, nigga

These industry niggas is fake as a fuck

I’m fuckin' with bitches whos famous as fuck, who is

Kinda hard to keep some shit a secret

When your bitch model for the Vicky Secret

Got the same bitch that’s on the poster tweakin', look it

Chill out

It’s over, fuck that