Rauf (feat. Roc Marciano)

The Alchemist

Compositor: The Alchemist

Let me tell you something and don't you ever forget it
Oh
(I came all way up here to tear shit up, you know what I'm sayin'?) oh
Oh
('Cause if I'm gon' give her back for you, I'm gon' keep the money) oh
(Man, I've already tried)
How hard, I try (they want to hear the music, oh, boy)
From the stars
(They want to hear somethin', for real, we know what's comin')

Yo, check (check)
Check one, check two (check)
Cop the crib with check one, the patek with check two (check, check)
Bottega with the tec-22 (uh), on twenty-twos
I had the deuce-deuce before I was twenty-two
Monkey see, monkey do
Niggas studyin' my moves like mahmoud abdul-rauf
The mazi' maroon, but I'm not damu
The product hue remind me of donahue
Madonna too, right before the debacle, a bottle flew
Knocked out a supermodel tooth, look (ooh)
We eatin' japanese seafood at masamitsu
Ran up a tab, the receipt was a decent vehicle
That's at least a bimmer, two-seater coupe
I'm all over these beats and loops like a cheap suit
Your feet is on pins and needles (ow)
We different people
I peeped you while peepin' through my oliver peoples
God ain't make all us equal
Sugar don't taste like equal
You speakin' to a igloo
You thought the freezer was cool
All ten of my fingers is blue

Uh, but I'll never let you go (godspeed, marci')
And I know
Shit, I'll never let you go
And I
But I'll never let you go
And I know
Shit, I'll never let you go
And I
Oh, oh, oh
Woah
Oh, oh, oh