Quest by Rome Fortune Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Look

[Verse 1]
The fuck is wrong with your ass?
You think I'm a poet?
Naw my nigga I'm just rhyming 'bout the shit I go get
Waiting on my lonesome
Always on some so-solo shit
Happened in the street
Chances are Lolo did it
Wait
Hold on ho, hold on
I said
Trials on these hoes, trials on these hoes
I got that bitch brand new
Put some miles on these hoes
She said she wants money
So I dolls up these hoes
Give 'em to your niggas
Putting miles on these hoes
Typical nigga, flip a few figures
You said that you with her
What's her elixer
[Musical Break]

[Verse 2]
Yeah
Look
I said
The fuck is wrong
The fuck is wrong
You patronizing
I'm on these hoes
I'm on these hoes
Cause that's my livelihood
I mean
Every hood I've been
They recognize it
Lips I've see
I get some green nigga they realize it
Cook meals for a nigga
Cook meals for my niggas
Ask Rick or CeeJ or me or Rich of shit my nigga Villain
I love the twat
And I love the shower
Most importantly
Real shit to me
Is I love the guap
This is something I know
I'm just playing my role
Every chick that I knew
Helped me get to my goals
Thank daddy for (?)
I'm on a quest to find me some balance
I'm on a quest to find me some palace
Imma just find a heart for me to manage
I said
This is something I know
This is something I know