Lyrics:
Come see what I've found It's quite the fucked up Atlantis, living in Chinatown I've seen the kids with their needles under burnside bridge I try to look away, but the truth's I can't Welcome to Rosetown. Your life is paramount Your love is high and blind and stands the test of time You found your niche now.
I don't sip it I just drink it yeah I really serve the block Ma nigga it's fuck em cops I really serve the block 30 rounds on ma glocks I really serve the block I'm really down for some cream I really serve the block I need a mill for ma kids 10:30 we be kicking your door Rosetown yeah you know we got poles Green light yeah you know I'm on go Never rest yeah I need me some more I really serve the block Ma nigga it's fuck em cops I really serve the block 30 rounds on ma glocks
It only takes a moment I don't play no games how you gonna win me over I give an order it's done copy over Never fuck with no pigs no rolling over I'm Rosetown, Malmo, Sweden's, Europe’s Hova These girls like damn boy you fly I shrug my shoulders Fame got a Basquiat on his birthday that’s the homie I make moves and I make em in a hurry I tell her don't wait up I'll see you in the morning Check in with my lawyer DJD what up My stock is up JPMorgan knows enough is not enough She wants a truck birthday coming like what’s a couple bucks Go fill my cup rub my shoulders while I’m laying in the tub We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks You need a sec Way you run your mouth Now you outta breathe We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks We taking over Bad bitches around me Fashionova My sniper got a Range on him call him Rover If star gotta go to war I'll be Yoda I thought I told ya Yeah I'm out that Rosetown, down in TribeCa Right next to Cole, but I'll be hot forever Rebstar forever I shine forever Born sinner please God forgive us I swear and tell her this time it's different Oh my God if I had a nickel Underground I was Little Nicky I can't slow down I'm Lionel Richie it's over Girls all over the world Dora The Explorer 360 vision I see around the corner I cut you off and I see you I don't know ya I thought I told ya We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks You need a sec Way you run your mouth Now you outta breathe We playing chess All my mates got checks All my mates got checks I thought I told ya
Born and raised in T.c Yes that's “The Rivers End” Everyone calls it the Rosetown Cuz the white man said it to them Jah as can be Me was born a likkle queen With dreads pon me head U can see me father in me The eldest for me mother cnd the second for me father Me grew up barely seeing his face cnd at 9 years old I met my big sister So grateful for the village's that raised us J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y You know I'm gon keep trodding On that road to Zion You know that im gon keep trodding clong that road to Zion You know I'm gon keep trodding On that road to Zion You know that im gon keep trodding clong that road to Zion Got me 2 likkle sisters cnd me baby brother too Them 3 like me kids They me main go-to Me been through the tough times Like all humans do Jahs too good to me So I keep trodding on through cnd ah yes im me glad me did Cos now me days be lit cnd I got all the people that I need Here with me now Thankful for da good times cnd bad times aswell Thankful for everyone who's crossed paths Wid dis dready gyal J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y J c H C U Z Z Y You know I'm gon keep trodding On that road to Zion You know that im got keep trodding clong that road to Zion You know I'm gon keep trodding On that road to Zion You know that im gon keep trodding clong that road to Zion
Young Ty on the beat And another one I said, I said this game (I said this game) Oh yeah, no (Oh yeah) It's not for the fame (It's not for the fame) It's to make a name no we ain't the Same (No we ain't the same) I'm just here to say, that we gone Change (That we gone change) For the better no pain Aye, making change I've given what I gained I do this for my homies and I do this For my last name Through, through the pain There's nothing left for games Blame yourself for the bad shit There's no one else to blame Don't be ashamed, just step up Be a main Keep it real with ya g's Don't ever try to betray, me Cos imma leave you laying 6 feet We going hard spitting bars Like it's concrete Shaking them streets You know it's Young Ty On the beat Roll up a fat one We smoke it keep it discreet You meet the cuzzies Don't ever try to mistreat It's West Side till we die Family first g I said this game (I said this game) Oh yeah, no (Oh yeah) It's not for the fame (It's not for the fame) It's to make a name no we ain't the Same (No we ain't the same) I'm just here to say, that we gone Change (That we gone change) For the better no pain Thinking bout the times We were broke as fuck But ambitions in my mind Got us out the mud From day dot, had a dream We gone make it Seen the bright lights So opportunities were taken (So we out here) yeah Making a name for the 871 (Rosetown) Started from the bottom Now look what we have become (Yea, yea) Ran it out the trenches Hopping over fences Always down to rush leaving Opposition defenceless Fresh up out the hood Hold it down for my district Eel came to shake up the Game and cause mischief People hating on me over There from a distance But couldn't care less Cos I'm out here on a mission Flick the light switch And the roaches all scatter Knock em' out the park like Hey batter batter (Swing) Done what I didn't And imma keep doing me From the bottom to the top Always me and my team (West west, huh) I said this game (I said this game) Oh yeah, no (Oh yeah) It's not for the fame (It's not for the fame) It's to make a name no we ain't the Same (No we ain't the same) I'm just here to say, that we gone Change (That we gone change) For the better no pain Oh yeah, no It's not for the fame It's to make a name, no we ain't the Same I'm just here to say, that we gone Change For the better no pain
Gotta get back to the money baby Haii I'll be right back I don't need no coca, got a white ting already like Rita Ora If they pull me over I'ma laugh in their faces and call my lawyer Better watch your shoulder these lil' ass snakes never met the cobra Better watch your shoulder I'm the king of the South call me Malmö's Hova Born as Rebin, I'll die a legend Flex on bitches I eat my spinach Checks are coming they all investments All my money is on all on Vintage Don't let Forbes tell you no different I'm still Rosetown when it comes to business and now The whole squad killing all are in on it now The hoes want what they want I'm giving it now Tell me how you like that Send a message I don't write back Girl you got a big booty Drop it down and make that ass clap Half a ticket on the left wrist I can prolly match that (Eyy) Eyy better watch that (Eyy) Eyy better watch that Couple bottles and a slow jam Haiii Tell me how you like that Haii I can see you got a boom body Haii Lemme work that And I got the whole squad with me Haii What you know about that?
Chorus: My Swagger is Top Notch You Know how I rock Top of the Top Nothing Else, Lizzle one of the best Pauline: They're Flying Top Notch (TJIIA TJIIA) Lazee: My Swagger is Top Notch You Know how I rock Top of the Top Nothing Else, Lizzle one of the best Pauline: They're Flying Top Notch (TJIIA TJIIA) Verse 3: I'm so fly, and I don't mean my clothes I mean the man that I am, plus I hold my own As I sit at the throne, trying too improve my home Mama see the nitty itty greedy dirty 0-4-0 From Rosetown too Lindängen Something where I'm hanging Where I'm baning Collin&Webb He's my sixth sense And I'll bring it too you Show my feelings to you Aint nothing flossin' about it No, Lizzle speaking the truth (It's real) Chorus: My Swagger is Top Notch You Know how I rock Top of the Top Nothing Else, Lizzle one of the best Pauline: They're Flying Top Notch (TJIIA TJIIA) Lazee: My Swagger is Top Notch You Know how I rock Top of the Top Nothing Else, Lizzle one of the best…
I thought I told you, don't stress me Staring in the mirror I'm sexy For what it's worth I'm worth the wait, don't stress me Word to my mama when my mama gave me birth My mama told the nurse, don't stress me Most of you rappers are catfish Got no cash and no bad bitch You a maskhara, you an actor Matter fact you a bitch you an actress Understand this You gon turn me into 28 Savage That South Side to Miami from Rosetown to Cali I don't give a fuck about anybody, don't stress me Tell em hoes waiting in the lobby, don't stress me Today Is Vintage, living legends Gang gang gang Ocean's Eleven Grey hair suits me I'm George Clooney I just got a bit more hood in me Call me Malmo's pharoah Hits without a hook I'm Captain Sparrow, ey Don't stress me Unless you want this shit to get messy, ey Don't stress me I'm only beginning don't stress me Turning Torso feeling lonely I'ma build another building I got plans for my city don't stress me Word to Baby God's my protection Pun intended Flow inventor Careers I'll end em If this bitch asks one more question Oh lord have mercy don't stress me Don't tempt me I'm tryna get in shape I'm flexing Making sure Olivier gon dress me You know me I Balmain Ain't a thing, don't stress me Got a plan, don't stress me If not it's in God's hands Either way it's all good, don't stress me Struggling artists depress me Your album didn't impress me Your voice gives me an ear infection ugh That must be the funk in ya huh You thought I forgot I shoulda silenced you right from the start Thinking you'll outshine the star Aww, you're breaking my heart I had such high hopes Now you'll forever be one of those "You ever heard of him?
Still gotta hustle it out Still gotta thug it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through the Pain & Rain As a youngster, BA thugster Took the clicc to the next level, nothing to phucc with We rolled 20 deep, 10 car caravan Monte Carlo, Regal, Honda Civic, it don't matter Clicc built up with cliccs through the Cali land Wesco, Rosetown, Pico, PTown Monte, DB, Whitter, and Downey Spread like fire throughout the San Gabriel Valley Maaphuccas that are loyal, the Brown got Authority If you chilled at Tommy's on Fullerton you got seniority From the gate we had homegirls too Phucc with them the wrong way you might catch a high heel shoe Love for the crew cause we fam bam, through thick and think too I learned a NEW definition of family foo Rules to the fam you gotta protect them too All for one, one for all homie you know how we do, Gya Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through the Pain & Rain When you growing up to manhood you might see them crossroads Road to the good....road to the bad Road to the unknown, ain't no answers for that Might even have to choose one in one second flat Decisions to live with forever ain't no turning back No time for kid games Time to be a grown man But sometimes those decisions come with consequences From a slap on the wrist, to a Life sentence, real talk But it was the love the clicc, it was the love for the fam That made you give a mad phucc And THAT'S THAT Like the saying goes, it is what it is But don't think for one second we gon forget who you is Whether you living up with God or in a cell by the yard Always gon remember the times you repped the squad To protect our name, homies, and area we walk Since the beginning never took shit from no one is who we are...I remember Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through the Pain & Rain RIP the homie Dozey, the first to be gone Taken at a young age but man he went out strong Rest in Peace the homie Dusty, your spirit shines through RIP the homie Shadow reppin PTown foo RIP the homie Bandit, we had many talks cool Smokin spliffs, to the Lynch, in that Honda Civic blue Rest in Peace the homie Cholo, I was closest to this foo Road dog, homie, friend, still saying NOT YOU But life...you never knownin what's next To the homies locked down God bless Like Travieso and Toker Wisper and Wako Yogi and Boy, this tracks for you my boys And all the homies not mentioned, keep focus on your redemption Know the next chapter still open for the making, they can't take it Talking bout your mind power Do your best to be the best and leave em shivering like cold showers, feel me...2,1 Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta hustle it out Through all that pain, through all that rain Still gotta thug it out Through the Pain & Rain Still gotta hustle it out Still gotta thug it out Though the Pain & Rain
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