[Verse 1: Rome Streetz]
I'd rather have the paper son you thirst for the clout
Fiends foaming out the mouth for the work I put out
I love my shorty and she down to stash a package if I need her too
On the road with me all for the love of evil routes
A plan don’t work just cause you make it you gotta see it through
I was born a king that's the difference between me and you
Before I ever starve I swear to God son I'll eat your food
Can’t teach a fool, streets will rule over all this shit
Knew I was the one before I took the pill from Morpheus
Early like a corner kid who played the morning shift
Put myself on nobody taught me this now I'm scorchin' shit
Niggas play the sideline pissed cause they ain't makin' noise
Can't fuck with this 'cause havin' flair ain’t in your nature boy
It’s the return of the champ, cutties recognize the scam
Back to light shit up like I switched on a lamp
Wrote this shit for all the nights I used to vamp
Stains from dirty money in my hands, try to understand

[Hook: Rome Streetz]
On the road to riches hope I make it far
Wanted everything to get it mommy told me "Pray to God"
Whatchu wanna be very rich or a major star?
Rollin' Stone my life is rated R (Rated R, Rated R, Rated R)
On the road to riches hope I make it far
Wanted everything to get it mommy told me "Pray to God"
Whatchu wanna be very rich or a major star?
Rollin’ Stone my life is rated R (Rated R, Rated R, Rated R)
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