Reap What You Sow Rome Streetz & Daringer

[Verse 1]
Uh, ayo
Praise God, family first, we trust no one
Don't feed a snake, but it takes one to know one
Cause and effect, get a check, they hate and hoes come
I ate the cake and left no crumbs, elevated from low funds
Had a flow in 201, we celebrated when that load come
Fucked up with the payment, I watched him aim it and smoke son
Popular with the flows, but I'm still close to a ghost gun
Thousand dollar clothes, The one she chose, with the gold fronts
Bеnz logos on the wheel, I had it shaking like a snow globe
And custys sniffin’ pills out in Farmеrville
His face was peeled, drug-filled palm through the Bonneville
Now shit I'm on different no more dope resi’ on the bills
It's big wire transfers on my quest to a mill’
Still treat your grill like a four course meal
Lo’ with the big horse in the Waldorf, chill
All of your songs get turned off, you niggas need more skill
I been had the force of course, your neck under my sneaker heel
Keep a 9 millimeter heater concealed, (Still, nigga)

[Hook]
Need money so a nigga can't fold
I seen a lot of shit, it made my heart froze
I sold a lot of dope, but never sold my soul (Nah)
Mommy said, “You gon’ reap what you sow”