3 Five

Roll a 3-five
For my peace of mind
I'd rather be alone niggas be fuckin with my vibe
Rarely go online
He cappin' on that live
I know him in real life
Really he scared to come outside
I go where I wanna go
Really be wishin' a nigga would try it
Handled that shit by myself I ain't need nobody to slide
I had shook back
People was lookin' surprised
Scars on my heart
The devil in my eyes

Blood on the money
Ain't bother to wash it off
Just split it with my dawgs
Felt like they had written us off
A lot of niggas look lost in the sauce
Pandemic got niggas exposed
On IG doin' the most
Come to find out a lot of y'all broke
Come to find out a lot of y'all hoes
I ain't saying' no names, I'mma mind my business
I been watching these stocks, I ain't watching no nigga
I don't really got time can't waste 1 minute
She ain't help me get it can't give her 1 penny
Made love one time now she all in her feelings
Bitch start trippin' tell her goodbye
Remember we was smokin' Reggie out of Good Times
Now it's ZaZa smoke in a Backwood
Lotta white neighbors now but we still hood
Rob who swear to God I wish a bitch would
Lil brudda on the phone he say it's all good
Bug say he prayed fore he sent the box back
But UPS still hit can't stop that
Last month went to Denver with the profit
I been lookin' for a better place to shop at

Roll a 3-five
For my peace of mind
I'd rather be alone niggas be fuckin with my vibe
Rarely go online
He cappin' on that live
I know him in real life
Really he scared to come outside
I go where I wanna go
Really be wishin' a nigga would try it
Handled that shit by myself I ain't need nobody to slide
I had shook back
People was lookin' surprised
Scars on my heart
The devil in my eyes

The devil in my eyes, seen the glock he got terrified
I'm in the streets I ain't gotta hide
I know niggas who down to ride
They ain't got no job but they gotta pocket full so fuck a 9 to 5
I'm in the streets I will survive
But the way a nigga living ain't holy so it can't be televised
I took a trip to the west end these niggas ain't really steppin'
Moving too fast miss your blessing
I like the way I be steppin'
F&N I got my weapon
I'm on the way to the top I keep goin'
I'm in the back of the drop and I'm blowin'
You niggas hang with the opps and you knowin'
I'm like Curry when I shoot I keep scoring
Flexing on The Gram it's really getting boring
I took some trips so I really been touring
Ain't answering phones you can say I'm ignoring
Ain't fuck that lil bitch cause they say she was goin'
Ain't answering my phone
I cut my phone off
And roll a 3-five

Roll a 3-five
For my peace of mind
I'd rather be alone niggas be fuckin with my vibe
Rarely go online
He cappin' on that live
I know him in real life
Really he scared to come outside
I go where I wanna go
Really be wishin' a nigga would try it
Handled that shit by myself I ain't need nobody to slide
I had shook back
People was lookin' surprised
Scars on my heart
The devil in my eyes



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Writer(s): Dalvin Bolton
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