Excuse Me Im Rollin
I let this lean take control, gotta hold over my life
I'm lettin' this lean take control, gotta hold over my life
Po, my cup up to the yeah, yeah
I'm lettin' this lean take control, gotta hold over my life
I love this shit so much, I po' my cup up to the top
If he told then he a rat, I 'ont wanna hear you out
I don't vent to these hoes, I just let my feelings pile
I got used to bein' alone, been this way since a child
Hate when broke hoes, act boujee, never seen 50 thou'
Let alone a loose ten
She take advice from her friends
Not even knowin' that them hoes really somewhere lost they self
Figure it out on my own, I don't need nobody help
It's just me and the guys, I don't need nobody else
I'm still tryin' to heal, old heart breaks, from coping
Shit, one minute you up, and then you fall I feel like Kobe
Every day I wake up go and get it, fuck Sutton' round hoping
If it ain't no heat inside the crib and cold, use the stove then
Gotta keep em' in the dark, never show no one your whole hand
These hoes think hustlin' is goin' to pole dance
Fuck doing performances unless they let the bros in
I'm anxious, and I'm pacin' back and forth, please excuse me, I'm rollin'
I'm anxious, and I'm pacin' back and forth, please excuse me, I'm rollin'
I'm rollin', ayy
All them losses gettin' charged to the game, I'ma win more
Player, I can't take no advice from some bench warmers
Every time I went to court, they locked me up, so I just stopped goin'
You don't know how it feel to be in traffic, you got 20 warrants
And you got a pistol on you, and you got some dope tucked
What ease a nigga nerves, is this three inside my soda
I say, what, keep a nigga calm, is this three inside my soda
Wake up, get to it, hit the coin, go and load up
If it's smoke goin', grab the chopp, it's already loaded
Cuttin' hoes off left and right, I'm tryna focus
'Cause I don't remember none of these hoes' faces when I was the brokest, shit
When I was the brokest, they didn't know me
When I wanted them to notice
Bitch, where was you?
FSM Shit
T that bitch for the top
I'm lettin' this lean take control, gotta hold over my life
Po, my cup up to the yeah, yeah
I'm lettin' this lean take control, gotta hold over my life
I love this shit so much, I po' my cup up to the top
If he told then he a rat, I 'ont wanna hear you out
I don't vent to these hoes, I just let my feelings pile
I got used to bein' alone, been this way since a child
Hate when broke hoes, act boujee, never seen 50 thou'
Let alone a loose ten
She take advice from her friends
Not even knowin' that them hoes really somewhere lost they self
Figure it out on my own, I don't need nobody help
It's just me and the guys, I don't need nobody else
I'm still tryin' to heal, old heart breaks, from coping
Shit, one minute you up, and then you fall I feel like Kobe
Every day I wake up go and get it, fuck Sutton' round hoping
If it ain't no heat inside the crib and cold, use the stove then
Gotta keep em' in the dark, never show no one your whole hand
These hoes think hustlin' is goin' to pole dance
Fuck doing performances unless they let the bros in
I'm anxious, and I'm pacin' back and forth, please excuse me, I'm rollin'
I'm anxious, and I'm pacin' back and forth, please excuse me, I'm rollin'
I'm rollin', ayy
All them losses gettin' charged to the game, I'ma win more
Player, I can't take no advice from some bench warmers
Every time I went to court, they locked me up, so I just stopped goin'
You don't know how it feel to be in traffic, you got 20 warrants
And you got a pistol on you, and you got some dope tucked
What ease a nigga nerves, is this three inside my soda
I say, what, keep a nigga calm, is this three inside my soda
Wake up, get to it, hit the coin, go and load up
If it's smoke goin', grab the chopp, it's already loaded
Cuttin' hoes off left and right, I'm tryna focus
'Cause I don't remember none of these hoes' faces when I was the brokest, shit
When I was the brokest, they didn't know me
When I wanted them to notice
Bitch, where was you?
FSM Shit
T that bitch for the top
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Writer(s): Marcus Harris Jr
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