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Roman(us) - 9am Freestyle Lyrics



Roman(us) - 9am Freestyle Lyrics




See what I want then I go and I get it
Shout out my niggas that know I'm with it
You playing games
You acting strange
Then homie I'm sending a shot at yo fitted
Forget it
Get rid of the evidence
Roman crazy we know that that's evident
Woman hate me
Cause I don't get intimate
When I'm in it
Though this dick is heaven sent
I put my kids in her mouth
I f*ck and I bounce
Yea she know that's all I'm about
I eat that ass on the couch
And don't need a towel
I'm wiping my face with her blouse
Switching the topic
I know I'm the top pick
Way I spit gas
Ima blow like a rocket
That's next on the docket
You niggas should stop it
They call me the prophet
That's stacking a profit
So I ain't got no time for the f*ck shit
Non-rapping niggas swear they dumb lit
But y'all niggas haven't really done shit
Most you niggas can't sell out a function
But you claim you the best on the island
F*ck out my face goofy nigga you wilding
I just been shining on my competitors
Rolling with niggas that put them Beretta's up
I'm just a head of my time
Bitch you can tell by rhymes
Yea the Flow is so Divine
Make ya bitch wanna rewind
Admit that Im Fine
On the low you know its mine
And I could have it when I want it nigga
Pussy Te-Vo'd on the regular
Got to recognize
Who the next in line
Ain't got time for you up on my schedule
Nigga

Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat

Let me put you in the middle of fiddling with a riddle
What would little Marc do when he found himself in a pickle
Belittled for tryna whittle a little mark in the game
Jus trying to be the one that could turn a spark to a flame
So y'all remember the name
I'll stay forever the same
Won't ever change for the fame
No matter what I obtain
I'll put my mom in a range
For all that she overcame
And though we growing thru pains
This money like Novocaine
So I gotta get it all day
Now these bitches say they f*ck with me the long way
Went from ramen now my steak is getting sautéed
Making boss plays
Make ya favorite rappers heart race
This a dark place
For any nigga who thinking they the best
Promise to kill em
And never give em no respect
I know you only spittin to try and get a check
But Im spitting just trying to make you feel this in ya chest
God Bless

Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat
Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat
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English

See what I want then I go and I get it
Shout out my niggas that know I'm with it
You playing games
You acting strange
Then homie I'm sending a shot at yo fitted
Forget it
Get rid of the evidence
Roman crazy we know that that's evident
Woman hate me
Cause I don't get intimate
When I'm in it
Though this dick is heaven sent
I put my kids in her mouth
I f*ck and I bounce
Yea she know that's all I'm about
I eat that ass on the couch
And don't need a towel
I'm wiping my face with her blouse
Switching the topic
I know I'm the top pick
Way I spit gas
Ima blow like a rocket
That's next on the docket
You niggas should stop it
They call me the prophet
That's stacking a profit
So I ain't got no time for the f*ck shit
Non-rapping niggas swear they dumb lit
But y'all niggas haven't really done shit
Most you niggas can't sell out a function
But you claim you the best on the island
F*ck out my face goofy nigga you wilding
I just been shining on my competitors
Rolling with niggas that put them Beretta's up
I'm just a head of my time
Bitch you can tell by rhymes
Yea the Flow is so Divine
Make ya bitch wanna rewind
Admit that Im Fine
On the low you know its mine
And I could have it when I want it nigga
Pussy Te-Vo'd on the regular
Got to recognize
Who the next in line
Ain't got time for you up on my schedule
Nigga

Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat

Let me put you in the middle of fiddling with a riddle
What would little Marc do when he found himself in a pickle
Belittled for tryna whittle a little mark in the game
Jus trying to be the one that could turn a spark to a flame
So y'all remember the name
I'll stay forever the same
Won't ever change for the fame
No matter what I obtain
I'll put my mom in a range
For all that she overcame
And though we growing thru pains
This money like Novocaine
So I gotta get it all day
Now these bitches say they f*ck with me the long way
Went from ramen now my steak is getting sautéed
Making boss plays
Make ya favorite rappers heart race
This a dark place
For any nigga who thinking they the best
Promise to kill em
And never give em no respect
I know you only spittin to try and get a check
But Im spitting just trying to make you feel this in ya chest
God Bless

Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat
Jealousy's in the air tonight I could tell
People come around me like they were known well
Tryna come up to me with they hands out like I should give a f*ck though
Playing dumb like they don't know the reason I be out here acting cut throat
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Writer: Marc Roman
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Performed By: Roman(us)
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Marc Roman

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