Rowland (feat. Smoke DZA)

Still 2050, nigga

Ain't goin' nowhere

Haha, that was hard

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah-yeah

Yeah, uh

Yeah-yeah

Uh, uh

Rollin' up a seal, blowin' up but still

Going hard, I'm on my job like I ain't sitting on a mill'

Now filet mignon come with every meal

I swear to God that I'm so high, feel like I'm going up a hill

Car marijuana coated

Paid 250 thousand for it, still hop in that thing, ride like I stole it

I'm talking vacation island resorting

I made 11 million nigga without any endorsements

Took the niggas out I was out on the porch with

To Saint Tropes to race them in Audis and Porsches

Bentleys and rolls, plenty of smoke

Thousands for weed, Fendi's for clothes

I remember I couldn't get shit back then when I was broke

Now that I'm rich, everything's for the low

So I could give a fuck 'bout what they saying

'Cause they wasn't with me way back when a nigga was just

Macking, hanging

Rowland

Getting that paper

Macking, hanging

Rowland

Getting that paper

We living life shit, the bud is never ending

Kush God, Bob Marley on my pendant

You know that lo is the life that I'm living

Ralph Lauren always keep a nigga spending, word

I can't lie, it's the truth, a stack for these joints

Five-hundred a boot, double RL, I don't do Trues

That ain't for me

Getting money killing shows in the home of the maple leaf

These rap niggas live in a land of make-believe

Jimmity Cricket ass niggas and cool enough to fool with us

Nah, cool table geeks play the back, haters play the side door

Jet Life, Taylor Gang, what you ride for?

We keeping the ends, competition is slim

In case you looking for them niggas, have no fear, we are them

Corner the market, getting money, Rolling Stoned

Young Khalifa, rugby rohdes, right

Macking, hanging

Rowland

Getting that paper

Macking, hanging

Rowland

Getting that paper

You know, I know people in Pittsburgh might be like

"Well, he's not from the 'Burgh"

And then, you know, young rappers might be like

"Well, he's a veteran, signed to a young guy"

You know what I'm sayin'? Everybody seems to have an opinion on-on, on-

We grew, we all grew up on motherfuckin' Three Six in Pittsburgh

And anybody who don't understand it or don't see it

It's just 'cause they, like, they aren't meant to

They aren't built, they don't have the fucking mind capacity

To understand that this motherfucker

Influenced everything that I do up until this point

Like you know what I'm sayin'? As far as songwriting, as far as motherfucking beat selection

As far as all of that shit