Roll Out
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Essence, oh, it's bringing me joy (it's bringing me joy)
With each new blessing that I receive
We'll roll, point out my wrong
I fall out so my bros aren't fit in no more
The streets cold, but the graves colder
Or maybe I'm just not the same person to me no more
Do you love me how you said you do?
She wrote back, hell no
They think I'm through off
I'm just done with do or die, fuck
I told them leave this beef to us
You live yours
Bands won't let me die, though
'Cause we both grow, we still slide, though
Some say I'm bitch
Some say I did not
Police know our faces
They say G.O. front, I'm choppin'
They say, look, go, you can't fool us
We gon' grab you for your roster
All them bodies you had caught
In all these death dates, you the problem
I say, tell him, leave me alone
Then I fuck with nobody
I got cash, money, drugs, and ammunition round my body
And my bitch losin' her man
The wind was too strong when I caught it
You say, diamonds dense, brought it
You say, matcha bins, brought it
You say, I want land, brought it
Them pussies, my man, awesome
Passion, wanna get married, she say ice my hands, frosty
Quandary flush over me, they force my hands off
She ran to NYC to chase her dreams, and then she lost
We'll roll, point out my wrong
I fall out so my bros aren't fit in no more
The streets cold, but the graves colder
Or maybe I'm just not the same person to me no more
Do you love me how you said you do?
She wrote back, hell no
They think I'm through off
I'm just done with do or die, fuck
I told them leave this beef to us
You live yours
Bands won't let me die, though
'Cause we both grow, we still slide, though
Some cut off for good
They couldn't get with this shit I serve
I step on my own
Often I'm cursed with my blood work
I got no one I can lean on, that's why I shout out free swear
I got myself, I don't expect no love from them
'Cause I got courage
Hawks ain't me and you gon' shine
I told them soon, just mark my words
I done been put up to all that shit
And it never could hurt me 'cause I had learned
You don't wanna get them around for they money
I could be stung 'cause it's my turn
Fuck that, show them we not equals
Evil soul, a bitch not burned
I got blood under my nail
My eyes gettin' nailed, this shit confirmed
I got blood under my rails, bro, what the hell?
That shit confirmed
I be fucked up, you can tell my man to take four on turn
I'ma just do everything that I need to
'Cause they'll leave you if you don't earn
We'll roll, point out my wrong
I fall out so my bros aren't fit in no more
The streets cold, but the graves colder
Or maybe I'm just not the same person to me no more
Do you love me how you said you do?
She wrote back, hell no
They think I'm through off
I'm just done with do or die, fuck
I told them leave this beef to us
You live yours
Bands won't let me die, though
'Cause we both grow, we still slide, though
I'm receiving (I'm receiving)
Oh, and it's bringing me joy (it's bringing me joy)
Let me die though
