Rock Out

We gon' rock out, uh, that's what my brother said
Pipes out, too many niggas, everyone in the head
Lights out, uh, tryna see how they wanna play it
Cause they know I'm fucked up in my head
Pussy nigga all I'm seeing is red, huh
Run with that money, get bagged up
Lil' bitch im married, no way I'm a bag her
Yeah, they say that boy so hard, no Viagra
I'm falling in smoke, I'm somewhere in Niagara
AK came in with a dagger, I want it
I've been flowing with ease, I can't fear no opponent
I search their components to see if they on it
I don't see not a soul, I just see that they lonely
I got that pipe out, I think my brother calling
He tryna rock out, but the pipe I got, he called it
My fault, bro, I'm off narcotics
Can't trip on me, you bought it
Good gas, potent, its exotic
Know I stay chiefed up like Marley

I, smoke so much, I know my lungs gon' hurt
Can't give my all, I throw my ones first
When I give my all, it seem it never work
So I'm in the hood, riding down blocks with Glocks
Stupid-ass nigga get popped, I'm on your block
I'm with them shooters, I'm calling the shots
You calling the cops, went to they block
Let off a shot, we let off a lot
Stirring the pot, I'm still stirring the pot
Cause I got that brack inside
Had to distance myself, they was telling lies
I'ma keep it real, no, I can't tell a lie
I feel like my future jeopardized
Cause bitch, I'm traumatized, I'm traumatized
Jumpin that water, I did, it's Florida, it's Florida water
Got the back end like quarters
I'm crossing lines like borders
They ain't do this for nothing, that money they wanting
I promised to get them a crib
And they know how I'm coming, swear I'm up to something
Tryna find a way to pay all of the bills
I put my money on me and I played it
Watch me start taking off, I can't live to be basic
Put my mind on some money, sat down and I traced it
Bitch, you know its 35 for occasion
I ain't even gon, I ain't even gon cap, I been doing me
I been doing me, you heard me
I say, you don't know about me
Bitch, you played
I say, you ain't copping no plea, I ain't got no deals to trade
I'll be damned if I go back to minimum wage

Ayy, I want them bands in the safe
I want my life to be safe
Don't wanna ride with the k
Less we going to the range
Already bad, I'm insane
Know they want a nigga brain
Knowing me, I can't change
Still want the Rolex, plain jane
Still with the same old gang
Know ain't a damn thing change
I don't even know whats gon work
I was taught, say, fuck the rest and put my own first
That like saying I don't know my own worth
That like saying I don't know my own worth



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Writer(s): Robert Edward Gibbs
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