In Too Deep Rome Streetz

[Intro]
I call you "sun" 'cause you shine like one
Conductor
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Conductor, we have a problem!
Conductor, we have a problem! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Conductor (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Conductor we have a problem! (Ayo, ayo, Griselda)

[Verse 1]
Dirty green cream before the brown sugar (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Are you the player scorin' buckets on the team or just an onlooker? (Which one?)
These fools don't honor they queens, they want a hooker
On the scene tryna impress a nigga that wanna book ya (Damn)
As far as these bars, I cook ya
Sauté (Ha), saw Benjis galore sellin' raw in my hallway
The game is a whore, got her open off all foreplay (I do)
Before I fuck her, brain in my pocket, son, that's my forte
Amore the currency (Uh-huh), only got room for that currently (Exactly)
Nothing that you get from Streetz come for free
I prayed that these fifty grams'd transform to a ki'
Was flat broke, now the shit we roll and smoke 10 Gs
Knife wounds in your spine usually come from a friend's greed
Jealous ones envy, gotta watch those intensely
Was fucked up, now I got all this shit in a frenzy
Knew I'd grow to be the pharaoh since I rode a ten speed (Uh-huh)