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Lil Skies – Welcome to the Rodeo Lyrics

Welcome to the Rodeo by Lil Skies
Released : 2018

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I ain’t foldin’ under pressure, I ain’t switchin’ for no ho
I ain’t talkin’ to no cop and I ain’t tellin’ on my bros
Ain’t no killer but don’t push me fingers itchin’ on that pole
N----- plottin’ on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I’m eatin’ steak and shrimp, b----, I ain’t eatin’ sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a n---- in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

Shawty wanna f--- me ’cause a n---- wearin’ gold
I came up and made it happen, I was trappin’ by the store
Big dope inside this Backwood case this n---- want smoke
Do me dirtym I’ma find you, lay your a-- out on the floor
19 with a bag, I got rich by myself
Rather do this s--- alone I wasn’t askin’ for no help
They keep askin’ how I’m winnin’ with the cards that I was dealt
Boy I worked hard for this seat and I ain’t bucklin’ my belt
Call my brother on the phone, he said broski you a star
I said brother hold it down and soon we’ll all be livin’ large
And it’s crazy how last year was sellin’ coke out my garage
Now I’m in a good position for this life can’t sabotage

I ain’t foldin’ under pressure, I ain’t switchin’ for no ho
I ain’t talkin’ to no cop and I ain’t tellin’ on my bros
Ain’t no killer but don’t push me fingers itchin’ on that pole
N----- plottin’ on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I’m eatin’ steak and shrimp, b----, I ain’t eatin’ sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a n---- in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

I got tattoos on my face, I use that s--- as motivation
I could never get a job, so for my dream, I’m dedicated
For a second lost myself, I was too busy gettin’ faded
Now they see me out in public and be knowin’ what my name is
All these rappers want the clout and the life of bein’ famous
I just wanna be stable, tell my family we made it
I was comin’ for my spot, a young n---- had to be patient
Now I’m runnin’ up these bands, can hit the island for vacation
I’ve been shittin’ on my haters, you could say I’m constipated
Five racks on this fit just to stunt when I’m in Vegas
Narcotic on my body, shout out to my n---- Caleb
Young n----- got the cake up, now these b------ wanna date us

I ain’t foldin’ for no pressure, I ain’t switchin’ for no ho
I ain’t talkin’ to no cop and I ain’t tellin’ on my bros
Ain’t no killer but don’t push me fingers itchin’ on that pole
N----- plottin’ on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I’m eatin’ steak and shrimp, b----, I ain’t eatin’ sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a n---- in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo


Lil Skies – Life of a Dark Rose (Album 2018)

01.  Welcome to the Rodeo
02.  The Clique
03.  Red Roses
04.  Lust
05.  Cloudy Skies
06.  Signs of Jealousy
07.  Big Money
08.  Tell My Haters
09.  Boss Up
10.  Garden
11.  Lettuce Sandwich
12.  Strictly Business
13.  Kill4u
14.  Nowadays