Rooftop
Me n my cousins grew up together like brothers
Now we barely even speak what the fuck
Only Ricky hit a nigga weekly
Since I been here in New Orleans but it's time for me to really run it up
I remember when we was lil niggas cutting demos on cassettes
Dead broke we ain't never heard of checks
Always in a cypher getting hyper it was all about respect
And you really had to say it wit yo chest
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Struggled many days cried many nights
Tried to build a family I ain't get it right
Back n forth to court we just fuss n fight
Pure gold for an artist I just fuckin write
Now I got a story that I gotta tell
No peace within ya home u in living hell
Niggas got signed and I wished em well
Now I'm on yo ass I just pin the tail
All that clique hoppin better stop
You ain't 792 it's a pop
Ethiopian she thicker than the plot
She a diamond tryna fit her in my watch
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
I just wanna win and I'm gonna win
I just want a Benz i just wanna Benz
Stole the devils whip took it for a spin
Cold hearted in that ghost forgive me for my sins
Cuz nigga i don't go to church or nothing
Struggled everyday until i presses the button
Niggas actin like they mackin but they frontin
All my exes live in Texas or they from it
So either at Frenchies or at fuel city
Blowing smoke at Engine Room or fuckin off at Greedys
Get it craccin i can tell the tale of two cities
Now I'm in this canopy wit a milly
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Just got off the phone wit my nigga Twice, right?
He said Bro you take more losses than a lil bit
Shit sometimes i feel i lose so much nigga it's normal
You know, i lose a bitch i gain four more
I lose a hundred i gain a thousand
You gotta fail your way to the top my nigga
Ain't nobody said it we'd gon be easy and don't nobody owe u a mafuckin thing
$792 Million
Now we barely even speak what the fuck
Only Ricky hit a nigga weekly
Since I been here in New Orleans but it's time for me to really run it up
I remember when we was lil niggas cutting demos on cassettes
Dead broke we ain't never heard of checks
Always in a cypher getting hyper it was all about respect
And you really had to say it wit yo chest
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Struggled many days cried many nights
Tried to build a family I ain't get it right
Back n forth to court we just fuss n fight
Pure gold for an artist I just fuckin write
Now I got a story that I gotta tell
No peace within ya home u in living hell
Niggas got signed and I wished em well
Now I'm on yo ass I just pin the tail
All that clique hoppin better stop
You ain't 792 it's a pop
Ethiopian she thicker than the plot
She a diamond tryna fit her in my watch
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
I just wanna win and I'm gonna win
I just want a Benz i just wanna Benz
Stole the devils whip took it for a spin
Cold hearted in that ghost forgive me for my sins
Cuz nigga i don't go to church or nothing
Struggled everyday until i presses the button
Niggas actin like they mackin but they frontin
All my exes live in Texas or they from it
So either at Frenchies or at fuel city
Blowing smoke at Engine Room or fuckin off at Greedys
Get it craccin i can tell the tale of two cities
Now I'm in this canopy wit a milly
Now we sitting on that rooftop
We been on the ground so long
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Pressure on we had to keep going
Now we sitting on that rooftop
Just got off the phone wit my nigga Twice, right?
He said Bro you take more losses than a lil bit
Shit sometimes i feel i lose so much nigga it's normal
You know, i lose a bitch i gain four more
I lose a hundred i gain a thousand
You gotta fail your way to the top my nigga
Ain't nobody said it we'd gon be easy and don't nobody owe u a mafuckin thing
$792 Million
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Writer(s): Bryant White
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