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Roney - Climate (Lyric Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roney
Roney
Performer
Tyrone Noel Smith
Tyrone Noel Smith
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Noel Smith
Tyrone Noel Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Kroeger
Steve Kroeger
Producer

Lyrics

Check the climate Roney he a hot one I should of won me a metal I won a big gun I should of bought me a lesson I bought a big blunt My name smith so I had me a smithen Wesson I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try and get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try to get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum Feeling in me get to deep turn me a mad man I been over sleeping over thinking hearing bang bang I been on a mission move my momma outta gangland I been on a mission move my momma outta gangland Blood splash leave him brains splashed on his nightstand I came from a dirty block from a dirty island I been ducking many shots Roney he survived it I been thrown under the bus I had to climb in Check the climate Roney he a hot one I should of won me a metal I won a big gun I should of bought me a lesson I bought a big blunt My name smith so I had me a smithen Wesson I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try and get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try and get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum She need a big house chilling with a phantom They put in no work they don't get the job done All these ops they still shooting at randoms I don't ever think I'll really understand em I been having mixed emotions lately I been in to all kind of pain eh Lately I been feeling some ways Let him run up and he catch a ball fade like eh Lately I been feeling like hit him with the K Lately I've been feeling like troubles on the way Demons on my back I'm running from em it's a chase Demons on my back I'm running from em it's a chase Check the climate Roney he a hot one I should of won me a metal I won a big gun I should of bought me a lesson I bought a big blunt My name smith so I had me a smithen Wesson I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try and get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum I told my momma u never gon see a dead son He try to get me I'm spilling his blood like red rum I been having mixed emotions lately I been in to all kind of pain eh Lately I been feeling some ways Let him run up and he catch a ball fade like eh Lately I been feeling like hit him with the K Lately I've been feeling like troubles on the way Demons on my back I'm running from em it's a chase Demons on my back I'm running from em it's a chase
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