"opinionated, but wit the pen, I'm stimulatin', penetrating ya cerebral, when I state the evil'

Real ones know this is a reupload

Sample throughout the song is from "For a few dollars more" 1965. Clint Eastwood

This is str8 🔥🔥🔥

Nice 👍 this how hip hop sounds

Nah. Thank You, LUCIFER. 🙏🏿🔥🔥🔥🔥

Grammy nominated! 🔥😮‍💨

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

❄️🥶🧊🪵

My brain is exploding

Bar after bar after bar, after, bar 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Video of the year to me

Yes sir 🎉

Damn this track is rugged af

Okc still got this on repeat

We move incogni like the mob fillin cigars wit parsle

Rome streetz whadupp thunn ❤

Rome whaddup love from the netherlands Rotterdam City ❤

Camouflage you sick af

gotta keep tha boom bap mc

Nobody fuckin wit Rome!

Yoo need the song at 11:11💪🏿🔥🎯

This NIGGA STREETS 🔥⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️⛽️💪🏾🙏🏾💯💯💯

Did he sample sonic.exe??? 2:18

This dude is putting rap back on the map

what up though

Shorty IG? - MH

This the Album 🗽

Nyc 👑🗽

You changed the entire vibe of the whole verse with your backdrop. Very dope my friend.

Ransom 1Of1 💎

💀☠️💀💀💀💀👻💀 Spooky hours Ahhhhhhh

Fuckin legend in the making wit this one cuh straight like that mf 🔥🔥

Это звучит безумно

This beat so hard

That lens is insane

You know what the fuck it is, nigga Ayo, you bums minor, never Major League (Nah) Fuck my P.O., fuck the judge, fuck the D.A., fuck the agency (Fuck y'all) Started off with an eighth and E, small paper, now we racing AMG's (Skrrt) All you niggas washed up, to say the least Plug mailed the work, i never wait a week (Nah) Weighing work on scales Been the way I eat Scamming in the bank, fake state ID Watch what you post on the internet, Jake follow with a fake IG My niggas real right, double R (Brrat) Nothing lucky, had to hustle hard (Nah) Cooking work up in the smucker jar Nah, you could never ever fuck with ours (Never) We push foreign cars through the fog, been a don, Louis on, that's Virgil shit Sold Acid, Weed, Molly, Percocet Flygod told me murder this (Brra, Bah) Been merciless Quarter brick or its 10 bands for a verse of this Did the money dance, in the junkie's hand, dropped 20 Xans, I been servin' shit Motherfucker The first time you try it, you don't like it (Fuck outta here) It ain't nothing to like, It's something to be shared of Junkie fell through, stolen car radio, flat screen and a twelve speed Grew up servin' pops, hover rocks to the crack fiends, I don't sell weed (I don't) Now we pullin' up in V12 v's with Louis chucks with the LV's (Yeah) Finna floor the pedal, Ice water bezel, in the Urus truck with the F and E Me and Flygod, big pole on me, that's a tied rod Chalk white coupe. 4G's off set, but the dope whiter than an IPod Union SB's (It's on me) Sky dweller's face playing Peek-A-Boo Undefeated on my left sleeve (Yeah) Water whippin' like a jet-ski Brand new sauer and an XD (Uh huh) Cop a crash foreign and domestic, task force tryna run a crash course Got the whole Warren, kinda zesty Dropping glass, harder than some plexy Still spinin' with the lefty (Spin) Shooters on deck, shorty don't threat Slidin' tinted up, niggas ridin' hotties all the strikers come with a red key (Brrr) Counting paper like a spreadsheet (Beep) Dodging raiders when the feds sweep (Aye) Plottin' capers? Now he dead meat (Aye) Bum rush his spig for them parakeets (Them birds) Wrap his body up in the bed sheets Still in the field like a pair of cleats Stepped on the brick with two left feet Quick to leave a nigga like a dead-beat Where we at with it? (It's the jack God) You see the stuff, we'll call you It'll let you walk away from it, but it's always call you back

Need to do a show in reading Pennsylvania

Rome Streetz & Ransom. Both Dope Artists 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥👏🏿

This is a favorite 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Ok 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🧡

This song is 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

That flannel hard.

You know what the fuck it is, nigga Ayo, you bums minor, never Major League (Nah) Fuck my P.O., fuck the judge, fuck the D.A., fuck the agency (Fuck y'all) Started off with an eighth and E, small paper, now we racing AMG's (Skrrt) All you niggas washed up, to say the least Plug mailed the work, i never wait a week (Nah) Weighing work on scales Been the way I eat Scamming in the bank, fake state ID Watch what you post on the internet, Jake follow with a fake IG My niggas real right, double R (Brrat) Nothing lucky, had to hustle hard (Nah) Cooking work up in the smucker jar Nah, you could never ever fuck with ours (Never) We push foreign cars through the fog, been a don, Louis on, that's Virgil shit Sold Acid, Weed, Molly, Percocet Flygod told me murder this (Brra, Bah) Been merciless Quarter brick or its 10 bands for a verse of this Did the money dance, in the junkie's hand, dropped 20 Xans, I been servin' shit Motherfucker The first time you try it, you don't like it (Fuck outta here) It ain't nothing to like, It's something to be shared of Junkie fell through, stolen car radio, flat screen and a twelve speed Grew up servin' pops, hover rocks to the crack fiends, I don't sell weed (I don't) Now we pullin' up in V12 v's with Louis chucks with the LV's (Yeah) Finna floor the pedal, Ice water bezel, in the Urus truck with the F and E Me and Flygod, big pole on me, that's a tied rod Chalk white coupe. 4G's off set, but the dope whiter than an IPod Union SB's (It's on me) Sky dweller's face playing Peek-A-Boo Undefeated on my left sleeve (Yeah) Water whippin' like a jet-ski Brand new sauer and an XD (Uh huh) Cop a crash foreign and domestic, task force tryna run a crash course Got the whole Warren, kinda zesty Dropping glass, harder than some plexy Still spinin' with the lefty (Spin) Shooters on deck, shorty don't threat Slidin' tinted up, niggas ridin' hotties all the strikers come with a red key (Brrr) Counting paper like a spreadsheet (Beep) Dodging raiders when the feds sweep (Aye) Plottin' capers? Now he dead meat (Aye) Bum rush his spig for them parakeets (Them birds) Wrap his body up in the bed sheets Still in the field like a pair of cleats Stepped on the brick with two left feet Quick to leave a nigga like a dead-beat Where we at with it? (It's the jack God) You see the stuff, we'll call you It'll let you walk away from it, but it's always call you back

How tf am i just finding out about this now???

this is real rap!! most played in my spotify playlists. the new rap is garrrrbage. lil this and baby that.. one hit wonders already forgotten about!1

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Stay fresh to death like those hanging gardens. You dude's wouldn't be fly even in a three piece suit on a private jet. I'm gorgeous body type like rick rude when he was ravishing. I'm out of your league by a long shot. Fish, shrimp and lobster for dinner. Yellow tape whenever i enter the recording booth. My homies don't like taking pictures so sometimes they shoot at the paparazzi.I'm outside getting to it. Mind is similar to Einstein and i shine. Ppl say lyrics wise i remind them of Lamont Coleman. In bedroom I'm a freak fuck a female until she can walk or stand straight. Every time she thinks of me she orgasms.

A classic

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Need to do a show in Hartford Connecticut