"Rookie Of The Year" lyrics - BABY KEEM

[Chorus:]
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah

Yeah
Guess I'm new over here, switching gears
I don't fear nobody not even my peers
I fear God, itty bitty on the mic, represent, oh my God
I get filthy on the mic I represent yeah
Born to ball again, I'm ballin' on the ball again, I born to ball
Hey I step-over other niggas ride up in the fall
On my car, october my car, I just love it all
Talk shit, I don't hear you, I'm above it all

[Chorus:]
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah
Rolling through L.A switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah

[Bridge:]
Anything I wan't I get with desire
Fight off all the haters, I fight fire with fire
Got them back all on me and I'm swishing fire
Rookie of the year, only get it higher
Anything I wan't I get with desire
Fight off all the haters, I fight fire with fire
Got them back all on me and I'm swishing fire
Rookie of the year, only get it higher

[Chorus:]
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah

Fuck the racks up, then I'll buy a bently, I got plenty
Rose petals hanging in the fan, I know I got
Tell me if you realy wanna battle 'cause I got it
Tell me if you realy realy realy yeah
I rock, denim jeans, I rock
Take a look at my stock, micahels bring a buy block
I drop crazy small talk, I do beekings when I walk
I get petty on sport, I fight fire with fire, ayy

[Chorus:]
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah
Rolling through L.A. switching gears, woah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
God sent me I belong over here, yeah
I feel like the rookie of the year, woah