Rockie Fresh - About It lyrics

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Rockie Fresh - About It lyrics

[Hook:] Say we about it, tell 'em we about it A n***a say he get it like me, I doubt it All about that money man, I can't leave home without it And we talking 'cause we live it, yeah we really be about it Say we about it, we really be about it A n***a say he get it like me, I doubt it All about that money man, I can't leave home without it And we talking 'cause we live it, yeah we really be about it. [Verse 1: Rockie Fresh] Say we about it, tell 'em we about it I'm committed to commission, I collect it, then I count it And a lot of n***as down it but it's what the b**hes down with Looking for that next up out the Chi, think you found it And you can keep on searching but won't find no n***a realer Just bought me a new Audi, pulled it fresh up out the dealer Now your ho be trying to roll 'cause I'm fly and smoke and k** her Plus my chain be black and yellow, not from Pittsburgh but I Steeler And I'm macking like Casilla, I got Cardo on the beat b**h Got the fans waving, every show will make you sea sick Blood season n***as salty 'cause my pockets deep b**h Hating on me, all seven days on some weak sh** We get whatever you want, know Rockie got ya I'm the truth, these n***as lions just like Mufasa Show stopper, so proper in that Baping sh** I got it early while you n***as on the waiting list. [Hook] [Verse 2: Rockie Fresh] We love risk so it's only right we respect hustlers We will like hate haters and we check lovers Cali trees enjoy in threes, give me my best hovers Man, I'm walking on these n***as, they my step brothers Chick cuff us, hoes love us 'cause we give them space Never get too comfortable 'cause anyone can get replaced She with me, she smoke for free, y'all do them expensive dates Sexing while I'm flexing, think your swag might need to hit the weights See this pimping from afar, you gon' get your squint on Pull up in that old school, b**h, I think I'm Vince Vaughn After she got through with me, she had to get her limp on Before me, it went wrong, I got off, now it's on I'm bent on smashing and dashing, ashing and pa**ing Bringing the cash in but that's all after the rapping Making it happen, if I shoot it, then you can count it Money surrounded 'cause this young n***a about it, yeah. [Hook]

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