Voodoo Rome Streetz

[Verse 1]
My moms said "The world in your palm, just gotta take control"
The god said "Peace, keep the devil in a hole"
The [?] said "Nine on the wrist, you know the code
Bro we don't entertain shit unless it’s 'bout the dough"
The cuz told me "You know how we do Streetz, blue cheese
Real nigga time, do him filthy if he move sleaze
Know the legend, you goin' over it like proof-read
Roof a nigga like GHB in your juice drink"
I’m the best, fuck what you think
85s tryna build, I spill blood all over your blueprint
Criminologist, "A block of sniffers" the rubric
It's eight-ball, ain't got shit to do with a pool stick
You know Streetz spit voodoo over Sadhu shit
My vibe hypnotize and it slide you with
Black magic, with the pen I craft classic
Rap graphic, see what I'm sayin' like it had caption
Work fire so I've always had action
Grams for 35, sheets of acid was the transaction
My rappin's like satin
Before you've ever heard me on a track, my name been ringin’ for the past 10

[Chorus]
Been to hell and back
Felon raps, sellin’ packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at
Been through hell and back
Felon raps, sellin' packs
Fiends rip the bag open and smoke it until they melon crack
Never lack, black MAC-11 for the devil
Tryna rise up a level, only find me where the cheddar at