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Rootsz - Difficult lyrics

Artist: Rootsz

album: Difficult


Pre Hook
Wow
I don't need 10 b*tches
Just one that is real for me
Wow
I don't need 10 n*ggas
Just one that will kill for me
Wow
I'm the creator
Y'all haters can look at the templates
Wow
I get to the money
I'm running just to get my fam straight
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah
Ey Ey
Italy, Florence
Yeah shawty a foreign
She only in it for the royalty
N*ggas be scoring
But end of the day
They don't pay attention to the loyalty
The first ones who were starving
Ended up as my partners
Now we running through the parties
Neck froze, body armors
Ey
Glock nine, bodyguarding
Ey
Young dime, looking marvelous
Ey
But if she looking for the cash
My homie f*ck her then he heartless
My young homie on the right path
Don't make em go back to the darkness
Cuz regardless
How it started
He will kill you
Like a spartan
Wow
For the for fam, bloodline
You know that we chasing
Do
Y'all s*ckers want some
But y'all taking to
Slow, sh*t
I ain't paying for some poor clit
And if a s*cka on some h* sh*t
My young n*gga shoot the clip
Bang
Pre Hook
Wow
I don't need 10 b*tches
Just one that is real for me
Wow
I don't need 10 n*ggas
Just one that will kill for me
Wow
I'm the creator
Y'all haters can look at the templates
Wow
I get to the money
I'm running just to get my fam straight
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah
I know that it's difficult
But with a little miracle
I know we gonna ball
Like it's Irving dribbling
She plays with the tip
Then she touch the missle
I just slide in the clit
When I touch her nipples
Got two b*tches
And I'm Malcolm In The Middle
Got an open bottle and we hella numb
No strings attached
That means hella fun
I'm in Savage mode
Just turned 21
Like ill
Blood spilled
My homie came back from a drug deal
Started with noodles and cornmeals
Now he can tell how the jugs feel
He can tell you how the Rav drives
Never f*cking with the same wives
Brand new kitty got like 8 lives
All my n*ggas on the same side
We ain't switching
N*gga we ain't snitching
Yeah I know the money
Got yo feelings itching
If he catch you slipping
Bleeding
We ain't stitching
Scooping n*ggas
And I know my G ain't missing
Always sniffing
Mind yo f*cking business
Hunna million
That's my f*cking mission
Bloodline is the definition
A real b*tch all a n*gga wishing
Wow
Pre Hook
Wow
I don't need 10 b*tches
Just one that is real for me
Wow
I don't need 10 n*ggas
Just one that will kill for me
Wow
I'm the creator
Y'all haters can look at the templates
Wow
I get to the money
I'm running just to get my fam straight
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah
It's difficult
But I believe in a miracle
Tell em don't make it to physical
We don't wanna end up like a criminals
Yeah

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