Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
These lines will paint how I've been feeling
Trying to find the way to get out of this mindset but I've been tripping
If you listen closely
Understand why I've been distant
And once you understand the reason
Then it's back to business
In my room making world records
But a n***a ain't talking Guinness
'F that I need my percentage
Middle fingers to the doubters and critics
I feel no different
I was once solo so independent
N***as ain't know me from the next whisper
Built the blueprint and my own system
I'm on a mission
I got a vision
Feel like you're drowning
Really you're swimming
N***as need love, n***as need family
N***as need money, n***as need wisdom, n***as need guns
Just for the feeling
Keep it real around me
Don't be a fill in
I know I said that sky was the limit
Way past the ceiling
But you left before we could really get it
(F**k you)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
Let me know how you feel
I'll accommodate
I just want to say one thing
Don't tell me when it's too late
We gone come up here and move
The crowd as one
Did you want to come and ruin the mood?
Or did you come out to have fun?
You're pigeon, quail
Live, inhale
Living single
Living well, as far I can tell (uh)
College Park to the 'Dale
Yeah, uh, Riverdale
In a shell
Close to the bottom
About to rocket
The pressure swells up
I'm fed up
Got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
I'm fed up
I got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
(Dolla!)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
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Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
These lines will paint how I've been feeling
Trying to find the way to get out of this mindset but I've been tripping
If you listen closely
Understand why I've been distant
And once you understand the reason
Then it's back to business
In my room making world records
But a n***a ain't talking Guinness
'F that I need my percentage
Middle fingers to the doubters and critics
I feel no different
I was once solo so independent
N***as ain't know me from the next whisper
Built the blueprint and my own system
I'm on a mission
I got a vision
Feel like you're drowning
Really you're swimming
N***as need love, n***as need family
N***as need money, n***as need wisdom, n***as need guns
Just for the feeling
Keep it real around me
Don't be a fill in
I know I said that sky was the limit
Way past the ceiling
But you left before we could really get it
(F**k you)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
Let me know how you feel
I'll accommodate
I just want to say one thing
Don't tell me when it's too late
We gone come up here and move
The crowd as one
Did you want to come and ruin the mood?
Or did you come out to have fun?
You're pigeon, quail
Live, inhale
Living single
Living well, as far I can tell (uh)
College Park to the 'Dale
Yeah, uh, Riverdale
In a shell
Close to the bottom
About to rocket
The pressure swells up
I'm fed up
Got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
I'm fed up
I got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
(Dolla!)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
These lines will paint how I've been feeling
Trying to find the way to get out of this mindset but I've been tripping
If you listen closely
Understand why I've been distant
And once you understand the reason
Then it's back to business
In my room making world records
But a n***a ain't talking Guinness
'F that I need my percentage
Middle fingers to the doubters and critics
I feel no different
I was once solo so independent
N***as ain't know me from the next whisper
Built the blueprint and my own system
I'm on a mission
I got a vision
Feel like you're drowning
Really you're swimming
N***as need love, n***as need family
N***as need money, n***as need wisdom, n***as need guns
Just for the feeling
Keep it real around me
Don't be a fill in
I know I said that sky was the limit
Way past the ceiling
But you left before we could really get it
(F**k you)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
Let me know how you feel
I'll accommodate
I just want to say one thing
Don't tell me when it's too late
We gone come up here and move
The crowd as one
Did you want to come and ruin the mood?
Or did you come out to have fun?
You're pigeon, quail
Live, inhale
Living single
Living well, as far I can tell (uh)
College Park to the 'Dale
Yeah, uh, Riverdale
In a shell
Close to the bottom
About to rocket
The pressure swells up
I'm fed up
Got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
I'm fed up
I got to get my bread up
I can't say it enough
(Dolla!)
Clayton County Rocafella
Let these people know
Coming from a place where they might say hello
Or blow your dome
Clayton County renaissance
I'm in another mode
Let these people know, let these people know
Writer: Isaiah Anderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid