Rocky LeDale - I Won't Lyrics

VV's my stones and baguette it
Dripping on these hoes like spaghetti
Sleep on tete flo', I won't forget it
I got ones that left up out the door and I know they regret it
I got bros, dead and gone
That's the life they chose, right or wrong
I got love and it show, I got they back and I won't fold
Got that drum when I'm running
I don't do no tussling
You can smell me coming
Pack smell like onion
They know I'm up to sum'
A bad motherfucker
The trap doing numbers
I'm blessed in abundance
That's why he pray
Yo favorite thot, I cut her box, her DJ
I need weight so it's safe I hit the e-way
Speeding, I don't need brakes
I'm 'bout business, where the briefcase
Step with drums, we a marching band
Caught a play, fuck a safe, need a rubber-band
Ask me why I chose this way, didn't have another plan
My bitch she wanna bitch, go find another man
I just don't understand
They ain't see me getting far but a nigga working hard
Put me there with the stars, look Rocky done raised the bar
Luney said the time is ours, 'til we riding double R's
No this life is not a facade
VV's my stones and baguette it
Dripping on these hoes like spaghetti
Sleep on tete flo', I won't forget it
I got ones that left up out the door and I know they regret it
I got bros, dead and gone
That's the life they chose, right or wrong
I got love and it show, I got they back and I won't fold

VV's my stones and baguette it
Dripping on these hoes like spaghetti
Sleep on tete flo', I won't forget it
I got ones that left up out the door and I know they regret it
I got bros, dead and gone
That's the life they chose, right or wrong
I got love and it show, I got they back and I won't fold
Got that drum when I'm running
I don't do no tussling
You can smell me coming
Pack smell like onion
They know I'm up to sum'
A bad motherfucker
The trap doing numbers
I'm blessed in abundance
That's why he pray
Yo favorite thot, I cut her box, her DJ
I need weight so it's safe I hit the e-way
Speeding, I don't need brakes
I'm 'bout business, where the briefcase
Step with drums, we a marching band
Caught a play, fuck a safe, need a rubber-band
Ask me why I chose this way, didn't have another plan
My bitch she wanna bitch, go find another man
I just don't understand
They ain't see me getting far but a nigga working hard
Put me there with the stars, look Rocky done raised the bar
Luney said the time is ours, 'til we riding double R's
No this life is not a facade
VV's my stones and baguette it
Dripping on these hoes like spaghetti
Sleep on tete flo', I won't forget it
I got ones that left up out the door and I know they regret it
I got bros, dead and gone
That's the life they chose, right or wrong
I got love and it show, I got they back and I won't fold