get off me up up Woo
Rollie with the new Pocket full of faces Over-feelin' my Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I just got to give We havin' our way I just gotta give champagne VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too to complain thanks, give thanks
1] I'm in the end it's a field go I know the zoe's You the weirdos I'm on some fly I a fly bitch to see cockroaches When I hit the light Young nigga up How could they us Know when the money arrived we never decided to up it's the whip game Or maybe the game I'm with the big We all on game cookies in the papers Ballin' like I'm in the one I got the favor Did it all without a Money calling got the money like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My with me automatic I was never static Blame the money and the Turned a to a savage a nigga to a beast Competition get Blessings on me nigga, Young nigga better Balmains on the Grindin' seven a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, thank God,
Rollie with the new Pocket full of blue my safe Over-workin' my I got to give thanks I just got to give We havin' our way I just gotta give Everything my change Way too to complain Way too to complain Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I like a check tho This they mad for? Look how the neck I'm the lit gang You with lame lames Four, three, two, one, it a ball game Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I've been really destined for the I just 'em motivation I be speaking started in the basement I handle bars like a People tell me I'm the chosen, gotta it focused, runnin' outta patience HN on the Real ones, no No games, no you open up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for that she yours? I bet she text me
Rollie with the new Pocket full of blue Over-feelin' my my faith I got to give thanks I got to give thanks We havin' our way I just gotta give Everything VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too to complain Give thanks, give
get off me get off me