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Son Rob


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Pressed, lotta these moves don't make no sense
Bitches 'll think that I'm callin' 'em thick when I tell that hoe why you stay so dense
Lotta the cancelled on the fence, lotta the frightened been crowdin' the bench
They'll hate you to death 'cause you playin' the game, but stay in their head they're replaying your steps
I don't feel pity, God sent to my city
Got bitches all giddy, ride sitting too pretty
Mindset is so witty, prime time I score 50
Too hard I'm too gritty, 2 step is too litty
But I don't feel safe. I feel like this new tech stay fucking 'round with all my brain waves
Smooth sailing, got a side bitch just to help me find out where my main stay
Then she told me that I'm outta line, I done crossed it kinda like a lane change
I been tryna go upwards while they down swinging tryna maintain
I don't get worried 'bout shit on the outside, why'd I get pressed over shit I don't know
I put my pride in the fact I'm a free man, free mind thinking that they can't control
Offer a hand just to drop 'em again, boy it ain't my fault that you stuck in the hole
So why would they think that I'm on a nice tip, I don't take no risks when I'm fucking these hoes
You better go! You better go!
You better go! You better go!
Son Rob you better know
Tellin' these hoes they should leave me alone, I don't want no one to hit up my phone
Don't want to get bothered when I'm in the zone, 'cause after you do that then you can't atone
Their neck carry glass but their throwing the stones
My mind ain't affected by breaking my bones
My mind ain't affected when I'm on my own
I'm past that shit nowadays, I'm grown
This shit is so fake (yeah it's fugazi)
But the finish is so real (yeah that's straight facts)
They don't know the difference, you sell 'em a replica that copy the whole feel
They throwing the game and I'm running the ball I might cover the whole field
I'll keep it pushing 'til I'm 'bout 30 something like O'neal
Their throwing a pick 6, I pick 'em off straight guessin' kinda like the knicks picks
Last thing they hear is click click, caught another body like a big fish
Lure 'em in to get a quick fix, borrowed time going tick tick
No fade, middle part, new barber get your wig split
I don't get worried 'bout shit on the outside, why'd I get pressed over shit I don't know
I put my pride in the fact I'm a free man, free mind thinking that they can't control
Offer a hand just to drop 'em again, boy it ain't my fault that you stuck in the hole
So why would they think that I'm on a nice tip, I don't take no risks when I'm fucking these hoes
You better go! You better go!
You better go! You better go!
Son Rob you better know

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Written by: Roberto Manito

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