Roll The Dice
I know some niggas
That said they would ride
But when it was time
They failed to arrive
Roll the dice luckily he gon' die
And I got my guys
They stay by my side
Clutching this stick
Can't say that I'm not
And the switch on this glock
Turn this shit to a mop
I've done seen some of
My dawgs momma's cry
Sent him to the moon
She won't see her sun rise
She wanna leave it's getting hard to ignore
Momma raised a gentleman I'll open the door
Tic tac toe get em crossed off the board
We call him Santa cause he come with them toys
Tmt how we walk through them stores
He a bench warmer he ain't touching the floor
What's goin' on them boys still playing catch up
My niggas is trendy we part of the members
I got a mickey mouse oh it's gon toodle
Don't care abt the boys If we lose em we lose em
Just stick to the script the pages look thru em
I get confused don't understand your amusement
Like stolen credit cards these niggas is frauds
Still inna hood but you can catch me abroad
Living my life so I go off shore
Don perion we drink it for sure
She do the white so we leave it to Bieber
I'm sorry ms Jenkins I really ain't mean this
But my heart cold colder than
Christian dior what we wear onna sneakers
You got a good heart we don't care for your features
Ima all star and I learned from the bleachers
Pocket watching I observe who be leechin
This a handout so why you keep on reaching
I know some niggas
That said they would ride
But when it was time
They failed to arrive
Roll the dice luckily he gon' die
And I got my guys
They stay by my side
Clutching this stick
Can't say that I'm not
And the switch on this glock
Turn this shit to a mop
I've done seen some of
My dawgs momma's cry
Sent him to the moon
She won't see her sun rise
(She won't see her sun rise)
(She won't, she won't see her son rise)
That said they would ride
But when it was time
They failed to arrive
Roll the dice luckily he gon' die
And I got my guys
They stay by my side
Clutching this stick
Can't say that I'm not
And the switch on this glock
Turn this shit to a mop
I've done seen some of
My dawgs momma's cry
Sent him to the moon
She won't see her sun rise
She wanna leave it's getting hard to ignore
Momma raised a gentleman I'll open the door
Tic tac toe get em crossed off the board
We call him Santa cause he come with them toys
Tmt how we walk through them stores
He a bench warmer he ain't touching the floor
What's goin' on them boys still playing catch up
My niggas is trendy we part of the members
I got a mickey mouse oh it's gon toodle
Don't care abt the boys If we lose em we lose em
Just stick to the script the pages look thru em
I get confused don't understand your amusement
Like stolen credit cards these niggas is frauds
Still inna hood but you can catch me abroad
Living my life so I go off shore
Don perion we drink it for sure
She do the white so we leave it to Bieber
I'm sorry ms Jenkins I really ain't mean this
But my heart cold colder than
Christian dior what we wear onna sneakers
You got a good heart we don't care for your features
Ima all star and I learned from the bleachers
Pocket watching I observe who be leechin
This a handout so why you keep on reaching
I know some niggas
That said they would ride
But when it was time
They failed to arrive
Roll the dice luckily he gon' die
And I got my guys
They stay by my side
Clutching this stick
Can't say that I'm not
And the switch on this glock
Turn this shit to a mop
I've done seen some of
My dawgs momma's cry
Sent him to the moon
She won't see her sun rise
(She won't see her sun rise)
(She won't, she won't see her son rise)
Credits
Writer(s): Katrell Washington
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