get off me up up Woo
Rollie the new face Pocket full of blue my safe Over-workin' my I just got to give I got to give thanks We havin' our way I just gotta give Everything VVS's my Way too to complain Way too to complain Give thanks, give
1] I'm in the end Fuck it's a go I the real zoe's You the weirdos I'm on fly shit I like a fly to see cockroaches When I hit the light Young came up How they blame us Know when the money arrived we never decided to up Unless the whip game Or maybe the game I'm with the big We all on risk Rolling cookies in the Ballin' like I'm in the Chosen one I got the Did it all a label Money got the money calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My with me automatic I was going static Blame the and the status Turned a to a savage Turned a to a beast get deceased Blessings on me nigga, Young better preach Balmains on the seven days a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, thank God,
Rollie with the new Pocket of blue faces Over-feelin' my Over-workin' my I got to give thanks I got to give thanks We just our way I just gotta give Everything my change Way too to complain Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I like a check tho This what mad for? Look how the neck I'm with the lit You with them lames Four, three, two, one, it a ball game Counting blessings, an adolescent, I've been really destined for the greatest I just give 'em I be revelation Nigga in the basement I handle bars like a 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 up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for certain she yours? I bet she text me
Rollie the new face Pocket of blue faces my safe Over-workin' my I got to give thanks I just got to give We just our way I just gotta give Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
get off me get off me