Rowland (feat. Smoke DZA)

Still 2050, nigga Ain't goin' nowhere Haha, that was hard Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah, uh Yeah-yeah Uh, uh Rollin' up a seal, blowin' up but still Going hard, I'm on my job like I ain't sitting on a mill' Now filet mignon come with every meal I swear to God that I'm so high, feel like I'm going up a hill Car marijuana coated Paid 250 thousand for it, still hop in that thing, ride like I stole it I'm talking vacation island resorting I made 11 million nigga without any endorsements Took the niggas out I was out on the porch with To Saint Tropes to race them in Audis and Porsches Bentleys and rolls, plenty of smoke Thousands for weed, Fendi's for clothes I remember I couldn't get shit back then when I was broke Now that I'm rich, everything's for the low So I could give a fuck 'bout what they saying 'Cause they wasn't with me way back when a nigga was just Macking, hanging Rowland Getting that paper Macking, hanging Rowland Getting that paper We living life shit, the bud is never ending Kush God, Bob Marley on my pendant You know that lo is the life that I'm living Ralph Lauren always keep a nigga spending, word I can't lie, it's the truth, a stack for these joints Five-hundred a boot, double RL, I don't do Trues That ain't for me Getting money killing shows in the home of the maple leaf These rap niggas live in a land of make-believe Jimmity Cricket ass niggas and cool enough to fool with us Nah, cool table geeks play the back, haters play the side door Jet Life, Taylor Gang, what you ride for? We keeping the ends, competition is slim In case you looking for them niggas, have no fear, we are them Corner the market, getting money, Rolling Stoned Young Khalifa, rugby rohdes, right Macking, hanging Rowland Getting that paper Macking, hanging Rowland Getting that paper You know, I know people in Pittsburgh might be like "Well, he's not from the 'Burgh" And then, you know, young rappers might be like "Well, he's a veteran, signed to a young guy" You know what I'm sayin'? Everybody seems to have an opinion on-on, on- We grew, we all grew up on motherfuckin' Three Six in Pittsburgh And anybody who don't understand it or don't see it It's just 'cause they, like, they aren't meant to They aren't built, they don't have the fucking mind capacity To understand that this motherfucker Influenced everything that I do up until this point Like you know what I'm sayin'? As far as songwriting, as far as motherfucking beat selection As far as all of that shit