Rockie Fresh - Energy lyrics

[Hook: Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh] Gold watch, gold chain, pretty chick, designer frame Peas & Carrots, MMG, Girls wanna be a friend of me Then she feeling my energy She feeding off of my energy She fell in love with me energy Fell in love with my energy Gold watch, gold chain, pretty chick, designer frame Chi-Town to LA, girls wanna be a friend of me Then she feeling my energy She feeding off of my energy She fell in love with me energy Fell in love with my energy [Verse 1: Rockie Fresh] My pajamas be fresher than these n***as club sh** I be on that I don't give a f** about your buzz sh** I be smoking on that weed, it's really not a drug quit Shawty feeling my energy, I'm who she fell in love with Have tumblr b**hes, but I never name drop None of my b**hes I got love for my b**hes Got some ones that do dishes Got some ones that grant wishes I got someones that give me money, that get from you n***as True player, never hater, I got love for the game Gotta shout out my n***a Casey, we hustle the same Gotta shout out to all the fans cause the love is all the same Ducking and dodging all the fake sh** the anything lay I went from being broke to f** it I'm boarding the plane Flooding the market while I'm watching it go down the drain We both seein things we ain't think we would see MMG, PNC, what you thought it would be [Hook] [Verse 2: Casey Veggies] This empire, to a king A lame sh** intervene, in the back on the scene Get raps, it was a dream Can't front, it was me know when you popped it Did drops spins , I wanted all like 20 hoes, that sax fifth One more gear, she want a man in a leash Who spend a grand in our teams She a freak, but she a queen That's a good back if you ask me ? record mad heat Take her to a 5 star suite And when she walk in, straight to the sheets You n***as labeling elites Grind double with your pops ain't seen I'd be running for you fast if it wasn't for these jeans I got so much cash That I'm a walking lick DTA, I'll never trust a chick Do it for the kids I'm just trying to find my list God got me on my chest cause I'm blessed New gold, new gold this sh** I love a boozy hood chick I'm real rich, I'm really that n***a She say she a singer, I put her on the team And now she raps with us We put her on game, she got a little name And now she pa**ing us It's the Peas & Carrots gang, young n***as getting fame But in the cash We trust [Hook]