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Rollie the new face Pocket full of blue my safe Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I just got to give We just our way I gotta give thanks champagne VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too to complain Give thanks, thanks
1] I'm in the end Fuck it's a go I the real zoe's You the weirdos I'm on some fly I a fly bitch Used to see When I hit the light Young came up How they blame us when the money arrived we never decided to change up Unless it's the whip Or the wrist game I'm the big thing We all on game cookies in the papers Ballin' I'm in the majors Chosen one I got the Did it all a label Money calling got the money like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My niggas with me I was going static the money and the status Turned a to a savage a nigga to a beast Competition get Blessings on me nigga, nigga better preach Balmains on the Grindin' days a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, God, amen
Rollie with the new Pocket full of blue Over-feelin' my my faith I got to give thanks I just got to give We havin' our way I just give thanks Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I smell like a tho This what mad for? how the neck glow I'm the lit gang You with lame lames Four, three, two, one, call it a game Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I've been destined for the greatest I just give 'em I be revelation Nigga in the basement I bars like a waitress People tell me I'm the chosen, keep it focused, runnin' outta patience HN on the Real ones, no No games, no Don't you open up the God damn, I'm God damn, she You for certain that she I bet tomorrow she me
Rollie with the new Pocket full of faces Over-feelin' my my faith I got to give thanks I just got to give We havin' our way I just gotta thanks champagne VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too blessed to thanks, give thanks
get off me get off me