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Rory Fresco

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Gone

And you're long, long, long gone

Hop right inside that Robocar and dome, dome home

Got chrome white tips, white golden diamonds, glow, glow, glow

Anything my lawyer fightin', n*gga , pro bono

Fightin'

All my life I been fightin'

Ain't no real way to fight in

'Round this way it get violent

Gotta move in silence

Nothing like Yao

N*gga we move like Demar

Don't wreck a regular job

Keep hustlin', your problems don't solve

If you broke, n*gga, then that's your fault

You can't take 'em on water they don't wanna walk

And you ain't put in work, how you gon' be a boss

I know that you heard this life come with a cost

I'm off this Earth and I ain't feelin' lost, man

I'm with the outsiders, that's where I belong

My nights is long, when I'm sliding home

I'm smellin' like pus*y, cologne and Patron

Lil' n*gga don't push me, I'm holdin' a chrome

I'm just tryna get to these racks and head home

You n*ggas gon' feel this sh*t through the headphones

If your ass not livin' right, then you're dead wrong

Sh*t just really 'bout stayin' strong

I ran up a sack off of makin' some songs

They don't know I push straight off the dome

I go to the Grammys, I'm takin' one home

I'm really that n*gga, I'm makin' it known

Gon' give me some millions, and you'll never know

I heard some n*ggas say you ain't gon' blow

But I never heard you ain't gon' get you no dope

Let's go, I'm