Toke
Ooh
Sike nah
Yea
I'm recording
Yea
Aye
Rebel
Huh
Yea
Wait
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea
Yea
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea
Hey
I was just rolling the rolling the dollie
I'm rolling the scrilla
I gotta write something iller
Everything I'm writing down when I'm in the booth
This shit it just like thriller
Cuz my shit like a movie
Everything I be doin
I been thru shit
The shit still be haunting me
Yea it's haunting me
So I had to roll up
Nigga had to grow up
Now I'm getting dough up
Sippin liq to throw up
Yea
Wait
I had to toast
I'm on the mic had to boast
Young nigga doin the most
Yea you kno I had to go
All my enemies they choke
They are some jokes
They past the l to me
Yea nigga imma toke
I'm on that shit for a while
Runnin the marathon yea
I just be running the mile
I'm wit shawty and her hair long
She just might carry my child
But you kno I'm in my zone
So I had to leave her lone
Only got time for the thrown
Acting like nuthin is wrong
But I gotta lot goin on
Sleepless nights put my fight in the booth
Yea I write, put my might, in the truth
Cuz I got nuthin to lose
But I got sumthin to prove
But it's just to myself not you oh
I had to toast
I'm on the mic had to boast
Young nigga doin the most
Yea you kno I had to go
All my enemies they choke
They are some jokes
They past the l to me
Yea nigga imma toke
Sike nah
Yea
I'm recording
Yea
Aye
Rebel
Huh
Yea
Wait
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea
Yea
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea huh woah
Yea yea
Hey
I was just rolling the rolling the dollie
I'm rolling the scrilla
I gotta write something iller
Everything I'm writing down when I'm in the booth
This shit it just like thriller
Cuz my shit like a movie
Everything I be doin
I been thru shit
The shit still be haunting me
Yea it's haunting me
So I had to roll up
Nigga had to grow up
Now I'm getting dough up
Sippin liq to throw up
Yea
Wait
I had to toast
I'm on the mic had to boast
Young nigga doin the most
Yea you kno I had to go
All my enemies they choke
They are some jokes
They past the l to me
Yea nigga imma toke
I'm on that shit for a while
Runnin the marathon yea
I just be running the mile
I'm wit shawty and her hair long
She just might carry my child
But you kno I'm in my zone
So I had to leave her lone
Only got time for the thrown
Acting like nuthin is wrong
But I gotta lot goin on
Sleepless nights put my fight in the booth
Yea I write, put my might, in the truth
Cuz I got nuthin to lose
But I got sumthin to prove
But it's just to myself not you oh
I had to toast
I'm on the mic had to boast
Young nigga doin the most
Yea you kno I had to go
All my enemies they choke
They are some jokes
They past the l to me
Yea nigga imma toke
Credits
Writer(s): Errol Moodie Jr
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