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Roll with hillz
Nigga wanna roll with hillz
Last two months I was broken
Got no money lonely
I logged out internet and lay low in the trenches
I made some sacrifice to my self and to my senses
Now I got bands I got bands I got bands
I got millions in my bank and I can spend it all
I even got no worries cause I freaking own the source
I told my home boy crew you niggas got to hustle up
I'm from my city stay connected and I fear no ops
Cuz African boy like this cant drip like me
I drip like maple water from collar to my feet
And I can count my gifts and you can count with me
Count it all
Just African boy like this I drip like me

And I can do my shit
And you cant stay like this
You gotta hustle up
Or you cant own your shit
And I cant do my dance
My jeans they sag with drips
I wake up count my gifts
And you can count with me
Count it all
I make beat ey
I play my keys ey
I do my shit ey
I'm in the trap world I rap and sing yeah
I got it all Yeah I swear I got it all yeah
I'm on my shit

And last two months I was broken
Got no money lonely
I logged out internet and lay low in the trenches
I made some sacrifice to my self and to my senses
Now I got bands I got bands I got bands
I got millions in my bank and I can spend it all
I even told my home boy crew you got to hustle up
I even got no worries cause I freaking own the source
From my city stay connected and I fear no ops

Cant go back to my trenches
No
Cant go back to my trenches
Stay down with me eh
And rise with me eh
Wo wo wo

Just African boy like this I drip like me
I drip like maple water from collar to my feet
And I can count my gifts and you can count with me
Count it all
Just African boy like this I drip like me ye

Yeee ye
Cant go back to my trenches
Wake up count my gifts
And you can count with me
And you cant stay like this
I wake up count my Gift
And you can count with me count it all
Ye yeeee yee yeee ye



Credits
Writer(s): Milli Chidubem
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