Sage Rome Streetz & Daringer (Ft. ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro]
We used to make shit in this country, build shit
I'll take any mothefucker's money if he givin' it away (Yo)

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Ayy, they say the eyes lead to the soul (Uh)
Take a look out deep, can you go? (Yeah)
Turned all my grief in to gold (Uh)
I been gettin' Gs on the road (Yeah)
Went from the streets to the globe (Yeah)
From a small piece to a load (Uh)
Envy me, I reach for the pole (Bow-bow)
Leave you six feet deep in a hole
Now my neck, wrist, teeth full of gold
Get me neck from these freaks and these hoes (Uh)
Tell me lies, fuckin', then I'm ghost
Now she just a comment on my post (Hah)
Bare minimum, I do the most
I be at your throat, diesel with the smoke
Got the vision like a sniper with a scope (Grrt)
From a city where the vipers call you bro
Hug you, try to stick a knife inside your throat (Uh)
Killin' shit, it's only homicide I wrote (Yeah)
Shorty died, it's Fetty Wap inside her dose
Suicide, tryna buy designer dope
Lyrxo mind, high power, thousand volts (Yeah)
God blessed me, I'm the child that hold his own (Yeah)
Frozen corazón, aim it at your dome, nigga (Bow)