
Cleopatra Roman EZA
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[Verse 1]
Morning ride with the sunrise(sunrise)
On this road til the night time(night time)
Homie slang dope just to get by(get by)
Still hypnotized by your brown eyes(Yeah)
Shawty, Let me hold you for a moment
I got you in my arms it feel good don't it?
Getting show money and I'm ready to blow it
Cleopatra by my side I ain't never feeling lonely
Tryna earn this currency that none of these suckers did
Grammy nominee, boy I put that on my bucket list
Wonder why my shit sound way better than yours ever did?
Cuz I make love to these beats and you've always been fuckin' it
Stay grind dirty, but I'll never go to jail
End up in rehab, boy I rather go to hell
Staying on top while these other suckers fell
The only dirt that I got are the ones in my nails
Grimy young man, bet you never met a fouler kid
Talking about my soul cuz boy I'm cleaner than a whistle is
Come and test me boy you wish that you never did
Blow your brains out if I ever snap and fuckin' lose my shit
Morning ride with the sunrise(sunrise)
On this road til the night time(night time)
Homie slang dope just to get by(get by)
Still hypnotized by your brown eyes(Yeah)
Shawty, Let me hold you for a moment
I got you in my arms it feel good don't it?
Getting show money and I'm ready to blow it
Cleopatra by my side I ain't never feeling lonely
Tryna earn this currency that none of these suckers did
Grammy nominee, boy I put that on my bucket list
Wonder why my shit sound way better than yours ever did?
Cuz I make love to these beats and you've always been fuckin' it
Stay grind dirty, but I'll never go to jail
End up in rehab, boy I rather go to hell
Staying on top while these other suckers fell
The only dirt that I got are the ones in my nails
Grimy young man, bet you never met a fouler kid
Talking about my soul cuz boy I'm cleaner than a whistle is
Come and test me boy you wish that you never did
Blow your brains out if I ever snap and fuckin' lose my shit
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