get off me up up Woo
Rollie with the new Pocket full of blue Over-feelin' my my faith I just got to thanks I just got to give We just our way I just gotta thanks Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too to complain Give thanks, thanks
1] I'm in the end Fuck 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 nigga came up How they blame us Know when the money we never decided to change up Unless the whip game Or the wrist game I'm the big thing We all on game Rolling in the papers Ballin' I'm in the majors one I got the favor Did it all a label Money got the money calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My niggas me automatic I was never going Blame the money and the Turned a nigga to a Turned a to a beast get deceased Blessings on me nigga, Young nigga better Balmains on the Grindin' seven days a
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, God, amen
Rollie the new face Pocket of blue faces my safe Over-workin' my I just got to give I just got to thanks We just our way I just give thanks Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too to complain Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I smell like a tho This they mad for? how the neck glow I'm with the lit You with them lames Four, three, two, one, call it a ball Counting blessings, since an adolescent, been really destined for the greatest I just 'em motivation I be speaking Nigga in the basement I handle bars a waitress People tell me I'm the chosen, gotta keep it focused, runnin' outta HN on the ones, no pretendo No games, no Don't you up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for certain she yours? I bet tomorrow she me
Rollie the new face Pocket of blue faces my safe Over-workin' my I just got to give I just got to give We havin' our way I gotta give thanks Everything VVS's my Way too to complain Way too to complain Give thanks, thanks
get off me get off me