Alright Rob49

[Verse 1]
I always knew I was gonna cheat and make my girl leave
I'm tryna boss up my whole life, but I still sell weed
In the back of the Rolls Royce truck I'm still clutching
I know it's bulletproof, but I ain't going
Presidential Rolex, icebox iced out
I be on some pimp shit
Kick a nigga lights out
Mouth shut, he in the car rumbling but he ain't said nun
I been in the house a month straight, I heard the feds coming
Many men wish death upon me
And I don't know why, but imma handle it
I started rapping, moved my momma out the trenches
I'm dressed in Gucci head to toe like I'm a mannequin
Imma dawg nigga
And imma trap nigga
And imma rap nigga where the sack be
I'm tryna grind and put New Orleans on the map, nigga
Tryna win and put my brodie on a sack
I'm the realest nigga, they gonna tell you bout me
Foe got a bag, he treat a model bitch like anybody
I'm on my crime and I'm wild cause I'm a ghetto child
She got a job, her pussy good, I'm bout bust her down

[Chorus]
Alright
Trapper of the year alright
Savage of the year alright
Money making Mitch alright
Big tycoon alright
Ace boom corner alright
Savage in my blood alright
Trapping in the school
Crazy
Niggas crazy as the fuck
I'm too wavy
I'm tryna nail him to the ground, I catch him playing
I sit with rich niggas, ion play with fakers
You niggas faking