Roll Yo Dice

I had some cloudy days but the sun shinning
Do a flip like the X games cause we all grinding
Stacking up that money like I'm supposed to
I just gotta go and run them hundreds up
Like I'm supposed to
If you see me in the clutch that's my post move
And she didn't let you fuck because you old news

If you don't have enough then go to old news
Bitch at end of your days you better pay dues
Bitch if you cannot play the game I can't repay you
Hit the switch it's the same fuckin' gun you playin' off dues

The stick it's gon' lift you off your feet like a fuckin' broom
Money flips nigga gotta get the hundreds in revenue
You need a dog bowl nigga I'm at the table I got my food
Nigga coulda got that body but he lookin' like a fool

You them niggas that my niggas shoot I'm wet him like a pool
Nigga solid like a diamond givin' out the juice
Bitch givin' out the juice
I'm done givin' favors I'm givin' them rules

I'm gettin' higher than ceiling I'm passin' the roof
And they stay to giving me credits but I'm never in school
I'm just tryna make a plan for all time
I just gotta count a hundred bands before it's my time
Remember it was really hard to eat when it was lunchtime

That's why a nigga chasin' the dream until
We all shine
And time is of the essence so you gotta know it's showtime
I was raised inside the trenches I know niggas on that dope pipe
You can only be mad at yourself you chose this life
Bitch I got money on my belt you want this right?
Bitch I got money I got wealth you want this right?
Thinkin' of my house and myself you want this right?
Nigga bout to hop on a boat you want this life?
Nigga you know life is a gamble you rolled
Your dice
You know you want it you want it you want it you want it



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Writer(s): Aaron Thomas
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