Rod's Uber - My Fav Version

Sup guys. This version is my favorite (I made more than 100 versions of it) thought I won't gatekeep it and let you enjoy as well :) If any producer or label has an issue with this song or picture, please get in contact with us and we will delete it immediately. Lyrics: Rod's gets in a uber, black pants black shirt He hittin' the mall I wonder what he buys first Cause he need a new rug for his dog, a vacuum for his floor Or maybe he just enjoys eating at the food court Big big big big dude, wide like a doorway Could have been a linebacker, back in his college days He move through the crack, try to create some space Now he looks up, has to keep up the pace Uber black in the dark, taking all the space Heavy bags, heavy heart, serious face Chains, watches, guns, emptiness still wide Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide Armani, Gucci, Prada, he fills another bag Never met his father, at least he can brag Born an entrepreneur, never been employed Doing all by himself, tryna fill that void Mama's worried sick, he just might lose himself Kid come home early, take care of your mental health Million dollar car, everyone think his tuff Hopefully he made it far, maybe that is enough? Uber black in the dark, taking all the space Heavy bags, heavy heart, serious face Chains, watches, guns, emptiness still wide Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide Tinted windows up, hiding out the pain Wet eyes wet face, funny, there is no rain Built like a tank, but the spirit is cracked Another rich ghost riding in the back