Long live the real, free the rest Hit his head, f*ck a vest
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning put to rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, ah probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cuddy in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head since a baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
All I know is get it, if it ain't bout chicken, we ain't wit it
How you tryna take a trip, but you ain't make it to a ticket
Nigga's bitchin I ain't sleep in a lil' minute tryna get it
Cut the niggas that was broke around me, cause I couldn't fix em
I ain't beefing with nobody, everybody want attention
Tryna take it to the net, like why the f*ck you in my mentions
I don't get it, everybody on the net, steady pretending
I ain't tripping, cause I know who really not, I know who isn't
They done stabbed me in my back a hundred times, I'm still going
Shot at bro a couple times, and I just know he still coping
I miss unc, I pray to God he looking at me while he floating
Got yo kids until I die, and that's forever till I'm broken
I been tryna tell my mama that yo lil' baby chosen
I done motivated niggas, I'm the reason they awoken
Scan page going up, Cuddy caught a nigga loafing
I ain't into all that shit, cause it be f*cking with the motion
Long live the real, free the rest, hit his head, f*ck a vest
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning, put the rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, it probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cudi in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head, sense of baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
Rockout Juice - 2024 Lyrics
Rockout Juice - 2024 Lyrics
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Long live the real, free the rest Hit his head, f*ck a vest
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning put to rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, ah probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cuddy in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head since a baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
All I know is get it, if it ain't bout chicken, we ain't wit it
How you tryna take a trip, but you ain't make it to a ticket
Nigga's bitchin I ain't sleep in a lil' minute tryna get it
Cut the niggas that was broke around me, cause I couldn't fix em
I ain't beefing with nobody, everybody want attention
Tryna take it to the net, like why the f*ck you in my mentions
I don't get it, everybody on the net, steady pretending
I ain't tripping, cause I know who really not, I know who isn't
They done stabbed me in my back a hundred times, I'm still going
Shot at bro a couple times, and I just know he still coping
I miss unc, I pray to God he looking at me while he floating
Got yo kids until I die, and that's forever till I'm broken
I been tryna tell my mama that yo lil' baby chosen
I done motivated niggas, I'm the reason they awoken
Scan page going up, Cuddy caught a nigga loafing
I ain't into all that shit, cause it be f*cking with the motion
Long live the real, free the rest, hit his head, f*ck a vest
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning, put the rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, it probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cudi in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head, sense of baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning put to rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, ah probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cuddy in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head since a baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
All I know is get it, if it ain't bout chicken, we ain't wit it
How you tryna take a trip, but you ain't make it to a ticket
Nigga's bitchin I ain't sleep in a lil' minute tryna get it
Cut the niggas that was broke around me, cause I couldn't fix em
I ain't beefing with nobody, everybody want attention
Tryna take it to the net, like why the f*ck you in my mentions
I don't get it, everybody on the net, steady pretending
I ain't tripping, cause I know who really not, I know who isn't
They done stabbed me in my back a hundred times, I'm still going
Shot at bro a couple times, and I just know he still coping
I miss unc, I pray to God he looking at me while he floating
Got yo kids until I die, and that's forever till I'm broken
I been tryna tell my mama that yo lil' baby chosen
I done motivated niggas, I'm the reason they awoken
Scan page going up, Cuddy caught a nigga loafing
I ain't into all that shit, cause it be f*cking with the motion
Long live the real, free the rest, hit his head, f*ck a vest
Pretty bitches love to see a poppin' nigga feel depressed
Hating niggas love to see somebody winning, put the rest
Where I'm going, I don't know, but I won't stop until I'm next
I'm indebted to my heart, so I just fill it up with chrome
What I owe, it probably cost a pair of ricks and a home
Ain't seen Cudi in a minute, I just know he on that road
All alone, praying that the niggas with him never fold
Hot head, sense of baby, but the heart up in me froze
Walking on a bed of nails, but I'm standing on my toes
IPhone 6 max, rose gold for them bows
Headie slapping, brodie phone, he keep talking inna code
Writer: Jaiden Turner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid