Roxanne, Roxanne (feat. Gnarly Marley)
(Good Morning!)
(Good Morning!)
Uh, uh
(Whoooo-hoo!)
Uh, uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam
(Roxanne, Roxanne)
(Go!)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
It go
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam (Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Look deep in yourself and stop the capping within
Gnarly gave the alley-oop
Im smashing them, fam
Let me talk to bros bout "imposter syndrome"
You see it's gotta be something
That would make a nigga Go for the Gold
Knowing damn well he digging down a hole
A gold digger
Grave digger, either so (Whoo)
A made nigga, is what you looking at bruh (Hoo)
Get the dough, look around now you froze (Hold up)
Just let it go
Just like the song
Woe is so (Hold up)
To see my bros from burning blunts to freezing cold
I look at you and don't know what I'm seeing anymore
Im seeing double like it was that 21 Savage song
(Whoa)
Let the beat breathe
Let the beat
Yeah
Uh
(I'm seeing double)
(Roxanne, Roxanne what's happening?)
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam
Look deep in yourself and stop the capping within
Uh, uh (Roxanne, Roxanne)
(What's happening, fam) Uh, uh, uh uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Uh, uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
High profile
My life so wild
I get a bucket
Don't back backpedal
Box and 1 - 94 feet
Shaded, I should go lowkey
Paper trail leaving a scent
Leave it to him
Tell ya' wrong
Get ya money and be
Right back where you started
Petty precautions
Bet he be god like
In a decade
I hit it from the back
I'm rearranging her bed frame
Call up my eses
Balling like
D.Rose, without the leg pain
Uh oh
(Uh-Ohhh) Momma here go that man again
I'm my with dawg Nick
We on that Peter Pablo, in the park shit (Uh, uh, uh, uh,)
Parden the parsley
Pocket the rest
(Uh,uh)My niggas starving
When endeavors dissolving
We shrug it off and it's all good (Uh, uh)
And this ain't a love song
Blink too long
Lil baby I'm gone
Henny get me there
Tell my baby "I'll be home"
I'm faded
I'm gone
I'm faded
I'm gone
And this ain't a love song
Blink too long
Lil' baby I'm gone
Henny get me there
Yeah
Henny get me there
(Good Morning!)
Uh, uh
(Whoooo-hoo!)
Uh, uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam
(Roxanne, Roxanne)
(Go!)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
It go
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam (Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Look deep in yourself and stop the capping within
Gnarly gave the alley-oop
Im smashing them, fam
Let me talk to bros bout "imposter syndrome"
You see it's gotta be something
That would make a nigga Go for the Gold
Knowing damn well he digging down a hole
A gold digger
Grave digger, either so (Whoo)
A made nigga, is what you looking at bruh (Hoo)
Get the dough, look around now you froze (Hold up)
Just let it go
Just like the song
Woe is so (Hold up)
To see my bros from burning blunts to freezing cold
I look at you and don't know what I'm seeing anymore
Im seeing double like it was that 21 Savage song
(Whoa)
Let the beat breathe
Let the beat
Yeah
Uh
(I'm seeing double)
(Roxanne, Roxanne what's happening?)
Roxanne, Roxanne
What's happening, fam
Look deep in yourself and stop the capping within
Uh, uh (Roxanne, Roxanne)
(What's happening, fam) Uh, uh, uh uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Uh, uh
(Feel like a runaway, I got nowhere to go)
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
High profile
My life so wild
I get a bucket
Don't back backpedal
Box and 1 - 94 feet
Shaded, I should go lowkey
Paper trail leaving a scent
Leave it to him
Tell ya' wrong
Get ya money and be
Right back where you started
Petty precautions
Bet he be god like
In a decade
I hit it from the back
I'm rearranging her bed frame
Call up my eses
Balling like
D.Rose, without the leg pain
Uh oh
(Uh-Ohhh) Momma here go that man again
I'm my with dawg Nick
We on that Peter Pablo, in the park shit (Uh, uh, uh, uh,)
Parden the parsley
Pocket the rest
(Uh,uh)My niggas starving
When endeavors dissolving
We shrug it off and it's all good (Uh, uh)
And this ain't a love song
Blink too long
Lil baby I'm gone
Henny get me there
Tell my baby "I'll be home"
I'm faded
I'm gone
I'm faded
I'm gone
And this ain't a love song
Blink too long
Lil' baby I'm gone
Henny get me there
Yeah
Henny get me there
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Collins
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