paroles de chanson 3AM On Roywood Dr. - VloneOmie

It gets too hard to see the cons when you're living with the pros
Always lived to beat the odds, that's a message to my foes
Always ready with the bars & the hooks that I compose
All these snakes inside my yard, pray to god they get exposed
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose

How'd I go from getting heat in stoves
To dining out at Byblos?
How'd I rack some millies just from spitting a few petty flows?
How'd I shake the city just from doing a few petty shows?
Went from splitting pizza to percentages with all my woes

I got Tesla, Disney, Apple in my stocks to give me revenue
Always bout my money, imma chase it like the rent is due
Busy in my city, kicking shows just like I'm Wendy Wu
I ain't Filipino, but I always had some big debuts
You would say the same if you were doing shows for Roney too
You would say the same if you're on stage and shordies reach for you
You would say the same if you lived dreams that you had never drew
Showed you things y'all didn't do to show y'all ways you never grew
You're getting outta pocket, guess it's time for me to line the cue
Duckhunt, hit the targets with the Zapper
All you hear is 'pew'

It gets too hard to see the cons when you're living with the pros
Always lived to beat the odds, that's a message to my foes
Always ready with the bars & the hooks that I compose
All these snakes inside my yard, pray to god they get exposed
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose
VloneOmie never misses like a nigga ain't propose

Guess I've been all in my bag, way before the back to school
Never worried bout my credit, I take cash and keep it cool
Y'all been acting like some jesters, tryna play me for a fool
Y'all really ain't about the smoke, should be sticking to the Juul
Y'all ain't stepping to the king, take some notes & watch me rule

Lately man it seems like nowadays I'm way too celibate
My brodie need some gas, I got an ounce, so I might sell a bit
Niggas praise my verses, but I'm really writing Testaments
I walk inside the room and they address me, I'm the elephant
Shordy seen me walking by, her pussy dripping excrements
Loving all my etiquette and now she thinks I'm heaven-sent

I've got a different temperament
These other niggas delicate
I've been inside my element
These other niggas negligent
My energy is resonant, I'm on a different regimen
Set a different precedence, I run shit like a president
I'm counting up my Benjamin's, these niggas acting feminine
Now I've got these shordies tryna collect all my specimen

This for the ones that could not understand me
I've been stuck at the top where they can't be
Y'all been my sons like my girl ain't on Plan B
Music's Cheeks & archaic, it's Sandy
Mine stays fresh like a peppermint candy
Took the lead, you've been more like a standee
Which is funny, cuz you couldn't stand me
Beef ain't hot like a mild out of Randy's
Took a trip out to Scarbs for some Canbe

How'd I go from getting heat in stoves
To dining out at Byblos?
How'd I rack some millies just from spitting a few petty flows?
How'd I shake the city just from doing a few petty shows?
Went from splitting pizza to percentages with all my woes