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Rome Fortune – Secret lyrics
[Intro]
Shit. You know?
Mind on my money
Mind on me too
Mind on my people
Nine on me too
Got that cause niggas creeping
Creep on me I sleep you
Stay away from evils but there's necessary evils
[Chorus]
Fit cold
Heart cold
Don't owe you shit
It go
How it go
Now get on with it
Now move on shit
Don't dwell on it
If we said it's our secret don't tell on it
[Verse 1]
Now I'm all the sudden a villain
Girl you talented, a chameleon
Your legs perpendicular to the ceiling
But still I gotta say it's no feelings
That convention cuffin in the past
No I won't let you pass
But your shell is not my property
This is logically my math
Got this life sure I'll live it
Isn't it a given
The maturity in my decisions
This nigga different
The security we want in this love shit
Not many deserve that's a dub bitch
Back stabbed and front on this love bit
You was mad, stepped out, gave it up quick
These days don't think nothin of it
I'm really that nigga and I love it
Like really any city in public
I turn heads like plates in the oven
Microwave is what I wanted
But the point was made so fuck it
Got a plane to catch so peace out
No time to chase no woman
No time to taste no drama
Only top tier champagne
Got em lookin at my life and they life like it ain't fair mane
Shit. You know?
Mind on my money
Mind on me too
Mind on my people
Nine on me too
Got that cause niggas creeping
Creep on me I sleep you
Stay away from evils but there's necessary evils
[Chorus]
Fit cold
Heart cold
Don't owe you shit
It go
How it go
Now get on with it
Now move on shit
Don't dwell on it
If we said it's our secret don't tell on it
[Verse 1]
Now I'm all the sudden a villain
Girl you talented, a chameleon
Your legs perpendicular to the ceiling
But still I gotta say it's no feelings
That convention cuffin in the past
No I won't let you pass
But your shell is not my property
This is logically my math
Got this life sure I'll live it
Isn't it a given
The maturity in my decisions
This nigga different
The security we want in this love shit
Not many deserve that's a dub bitch
Back stabbed and front on this love bit
You was mad, stepped out, gave it up quick
These days don't think nothin of it
I'm really that nigga and I love it
Like really any city in public
I turn heads like plates in the oven
Microwave is what I wanted
But the point was made so fuck it
Got a plane to catch so peace out
No time to chase no woman
No time to taste no drama
Only top tier champagne
Got em lookin at my life and they life like it ain't fair mane
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