Rollin
Say pass me my cup right quick
Ight
I been rolling through the streets, and I been clutching on my heat
If a nigga think I'm pussy, try ya luck bitch come and see
Tryna be a millionaire but all these niggas they deceiving
I feel like they envy me, they don't want me to succeed
I Don't call myself a rapper but, I been walking on these beats
Some might say I'm Michael Jackson, how I'm sliding through the streets
All these dead niggas in my lungs, bitch I'm to loaded, I'm to geeked
Tryna be rich as hell, time a tell, just wait and see
Yea I know I'm next to blow, Yea I'm just waiting on my time
And yea I know I'm getting older, time is money, don't waste my time
All that shit I did in the past, yea it's done can't change back time
Come up running I bust ya mind, take off running I blow ya spin
All my niggas out they mind, and they be itching for a hat
Niggas doing all that hiding, pussy bitch like where you at
I been tryna up the score, all this smoke got to many hats
Everyday we smoking sixty four, that's that exotic pack
Everyday we steady lurking, tell them niggas come outside
Tell the police draw the chalk, these niggas ain't tryna die
Up the score steady spinning, till one of they family die
Don't give a fuck bout no mercy, ain't show none when my potna died.
I been rolling through the streets, and I been clutching on my heat
If a nigga think I'm pussy, try ya luck bitch come and see
Tryna be a millionaire but all these niggas they deceiving
I feel like they envy me, they don't want me to succeed
I Don't call myself a rapper but, I been walking on these beats
Some might say I'm Michael Jackson, how I'm sliding through the streets
All these dead niggas in my lungs, bitch I'm to loaded, I'm to geeked
Tryna be rich as hell, time a tell, just wait and see
Been out the way and I been stacking, tryna keep my head on
All these niggas steady dissing, I know they wanna see me gone
Up the sticks we steady spinning, til I bust that nigga dome
Niggas don't wanna see me winning, snakes in disguise and that's so wrong
Niggas playing in disguise, all that fake shit Ian with it
Niggas steady talking down, pull up to him with them extensions
We gone X that nigga out, fuck his frame we crop em out
Yea fuck his frame we crop em out Two K Trey that be my gang, say it's up, you know we with it
Ight
I been rolling through the streets, and I been clutching on my heat
If a nigga think I'm pussy, try ya luck bitch come and see
Tryna be a millionaire but all these niggas they deceiving
I feel like they envy me, they don't want me to succeed
I Don't call myself a rapper but, I been walking on these beats
Some might say I'm Michael Jackson, how I'm sliding through the streets
All these dead niggas in my lungs, bitch I'm to loaded, I'm to geeked
Tryna be rich as hell, time a tell, just wait and see
Yea I know I'm next to blow, Yea I'm just waiting on my time
And yea I know I'm getting older, time is money, don't waste my time
All that shit I did in the past, yea it's done can't change back time
Come up running I bust ya mind, take off running I blow ya spin
All my niggas out they mind, and they be itching for a hat
Niggas doing all that hiding, pussy bitch like where you at
I been tryna up the score, all this smoke got to many hats
Everyday we smoking sixty four, that's that exotic pack
Everyday we steady lurking, tell them niggas come outside
Tell the police draw the chalk, these niggas ain't tryna die
Up the score steady spinning, till one of they family die
Don't give a fuck bout no mercy, ain't show none when my potna died.
I been rolling through the streets, and I been clutching on my heat
If a nigga think I'm pussy, try ya luck bitch come and see
Tryna be a millionaire but all these niggas they deceiving
I feel like they envy me, they don't want me to succeed
I Don't call myself a rapper but, I been walking on these beats
Some might say I'm Michael Jackson, how I'm sliding through the streets
All these dead niggas in my lungs, bitch I'm to loaded, I'm to geeked
Tryna be rich as hell, time a tell, just wait and see
Been out the way and I been stacking, tryna keep my head on
All these niggas steady dissing, I know they wanna see me gone
Up the sticks we steady spinning, til I bust that nigga dome
Niggas don't wanna see me winning, snakes in disguise and that's so wrong
Niggas playing in disguise, all that fake shit Ian with it
Niggas steady talking down, pull up to him with them extensions
We gone X that nigga out, fuck his frame we crop em out
Yea fuck his frame we crop em out Two K Trey that be my gang, say it's up, you know we with it
Credits
Writer(s): Trey’len Franklin
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