Escaping

(This bitch, she roll away, roll away now)
(Wouldn't want it any other way now)

Got a brand new crib, had to be the motion (ya)
Not that silver spoon but we still eating frozen (ya)
Never liked a fake scrub, always fucking rollin
Simply trade it put it that way (ya) I'll be good now
Found myself in a hotel room photo shoot
12 pm in my head, she just rolled up blues
Playin all my feeling up on the interview
Order on the rental there's no issue

This bitch she roll away roll away
I'ma smoke away, I'm ok now
Wouldn't want it any other way
I was at the studio all night
Six A.M. I pull away, pull away now
Driven home in the Range Rover
No you pry asleep, never really get this phone call
Wanna tell you I got out the wall
(I got out, I got out, I got out)

Went to the mountains tried to find piece of mind
But the only thing you found was a piece of your lies, like
How you still sleep and feel alright
How you go about ur day and your night (ya)
Now you tryna pick up the pieces to your life
Pick up, Cut off, doesn't matter, all these ties
I got deals in other climates, I've got other flights
You say you only need a second when you lie

This bitch she roll away roll away
I'ma smoke away, I'm ok now
Wouldn't want it any other way
I was at the studio all night
Six A.M. I pull away, pull away now
Driving home in the Range Rove
Know you pry asleep, never really get this phone call (ya)
Wanna tell you I got out the wall
(I got out, I got out, I got out)



Credits
Writer(s): Slone Potts
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