Gold Roaches

Yeah, Yeah
Yeah Rambo
You know you gotta believe in me
Believe in who I'm about to be
Who I'm supposed to be
Thats who I be for real
Yeah
Gold roaches at the ball up spot (kobe)
Roll the spliff, put some grabba
Make it lava hot
Road running you know Rambo on the road a lot (mobile)
Old money in my pockets I don't owe a lot
Pack it up this a o or what? (what)
I been chilling with my bro a lot
We plotting on the low a lot
Summers over in the air you can feel it
Or maybe in your chest
But it's good to know that it's finished
And my sex appeal really that i'm darkskin and tall (like 6'1)
I'm only 19 why it feel like i seen it all
To see you for who you are (this a bar)
It took a lot of heart
I done seen this shit before
Now i don't wanna see at all (facts)
Home city where i get shit to popping
Had 3 bands in my wallet
I can't find my phone my dawg gotta call it
With this girls say she cuffed but her legs keep unlocking
He a phone caller
She told me to call her i caught it
(Imma call her ass foreal, imma call her back foreal)

Nah for real though I speak facts
I should you know work on it
Yeah
I made mistakes before i still do i admit it
And i'm not the first to admit it i said it
But here i admit it
If i say imma do it i'll do it no kidding
Most of the women i been with didn't feel for real
Prolly with BB when i felt it for real
And not just for the thrill
So just tell me the deal
Is you there for the night
Or you coming out here
And i had to leave school just to learn about life (no cap)
I seen people go left cause of dat but it's light
Shit wasn't adding up had to go and get right
Now I'm at work all day and i'm in the stu at night
Lost some they had to go as part of the plan
Even though i'm gon be sad i know i'm a better man
Know that i won't talk down on em that's not who i am
Know i ain't playing games ain't gon put it on the gram
She say i smoke too much i gotta put down the grams
But this who i am



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Ali Amedie
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