El Prez - Rooftops in Rome lyrics

[Verse 1: El Prez] Proper preparation prevents poor performance My homie told me that when I was posted in the dorm with A b**h that was p**n thick, tryna flip my on-switch daydreaming about my status being enormous Laughing on the horn with, a groupie I met while I was touring Down in new Orleans, think she important but She just my side piece, everytime I reach A different destination round the nation to rhyme these Words together for that American cheddar A true hustler, I never wanted a Cosby sweater Or a Wilson leather, give me versace and gold And if life is a b**h don't let her swallow your soul So it's W. G. G.-the P is for paper, the p**y, the power, whatever that it takes to be major And we strive for that excellence, I think like a Raider It's only room for one on this elevator Rooftops in Rome [Hook: El Prez] I Pray that all of my pain be champagne (x3) Rooftops in Rome I Pray that all of my pain be champagne (x3) [Verse 2: El Prez] Revelations helping my patience But all these n***as got they hand out beggin for nathin' They on stage wit the cam out capturing greatness Catching the crowd yelling loud with looks on they faces Like, "wow!" I'm in it now, never throw in the towel Even though I had them haters speaking foul on my style But when I walk thru the city Inglewood say they love me So I do it for my people more than fame and the money Look up, you see me staring down at those that run up But I'm a never reach my peak I'm always on the come up Treat these hater muthaf**as same way they done us Start a riot, pullin lame n***as out of they trucks Believe it Since the pyramids in Egypt n***as made nothing out of something til the stars we were reaching When I talk it I mean it, peep the words and the meaning s**ers wish that they could be where I be in Rooftops in Rome [Hook: El Prez] I Pray that all of my pain be champagne (x3) Rooftops in Rome I Pray that all of my pain be champagne (x3)