100 Schemes Rome Streetz & Daringer

[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
Ayo
History remembers kings, not soldiers (Real shit)
When you great, they try to imitate and stand on your shoulders
Don't let these niggas fuck you over in showbiz wit' that "Bro" shit
All I know is "Pay me my dough" shit (Sock it to my pocket!)
Was a juvenile wit' slow motion, no coachin'
Plenty times was the culprit, now for shows I fly over oceans (Uh-huh)
The coat cost a Bentley coupe car note, the loafers
Got "LV"s on the soles, the flow's high voltage
Third-eye focused like a Isaac Pelayo
Life a gamble I rode, trip' .45s, rise in Pesos (Uh-huh)
Clothes and hoes, I chose the life
Deep in the underworld, drug deals on the flip phone device
Gotta be relentless, lately only take my own advice
I had to rise, made a couple pies outta that slice (We did)
Rose further than man with the vision of the one with sight
The one with wisdom or the one with mic?
I saw the light

[Chorus: Rome Streetz]
I got 100 schemes
To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries (I do)
Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me
Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly
I got 100 schemes (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
To feed my hunger for more, I got a lust for luxuries
Way up on the score, of course bucks would fuck with me (Of course, nigga)
Wore every face: The good, bad, and the ugly