Текст песни Tattooed My Attitude - RomeHtx

Ain't no half ass shit in the booth mane
And thats the real
Look

They say the set the bar
I'm on that bitch doing chin-ups
Took alotta L's along the way
But I'ma Winner
If my pockets getting thinner
Back to hunting for my dinner
If I could kill one man
I'll probably kill Zimmer
On some
Billy The Great Hope shit
Hit em' with the Southpaw
Please don't tell me nothing bout myself
If you ain't Nardwuar
I'm not a escape goat
But I can go real far
And I don't want the fame
If I get a Real star
Nigga
They will not change me
Or try to derange me
Cause its a long way
From where I started and came, see
I ain't never had shit
Alotta niggas say that
But I believe when we all die
They got rewind and playback
And you gone see me in the days
Before I got a Maybach
And that was spoken to existence
I just had to say that
I'ma
Smooth Criminal
My bitch bad
Jackson
And if its something more like Micheal
I'm at the basket
Them Air Jordan's
On my feet
Jay walking in the street
Smoking Chronic like I'm Dre
Bumping music in my Beats
I'ma
Young nigga on a operation
You only see me round' some G's
Like I was a mason
Play with mines
Have yo funeral in preparation
I'm frontline
With the trigger ain't no hesitation
I told myself
You that nigga
Fuck them niggas hating
Bitch you gotta blow up now
Ain't no more waiting
I gotta call up Mike Will
When I really make it
Hit up Wiz
Curren$y and Snoop
And get really faded
Pull up on Cypress Hill
With the medicated
Green leafs in my duffle bag
Probably be designer
Or it be my own clothing tag
Big Boss
A young nigga want my pockets on
Rick Ross
And yea that's word to the
Teflon Don
I need a big booty chick like
Stefflon Don
And if you looking for me baby
Imtheshit.com
Red octagon
I gotta leave it at that
I be sliding to the plate
Like I'm dropping a bat
Homerun
Went back to my city
That's facts
And they say Rome where you been
I been getting them stacks
Pimping hard with the pen
Since I came out the racks
They say I violated probation
I'll never go back
Ain't no way I'm slowing down
When I'm running these tracks
I'm on some
Get rich without dying shit
Pull up to the mall
With the fam
And start buying shit
Pull off like a Mob
Real deep
Who you eyeing bitch
Ain't gotta check on me
Instagram verifying shit
Nigga

Yea