get off me up up Woo
Rollie with the new full of blue faces Over-feelin' my my faith I just got to thanks I just got to give We just our way I just gotta give Everything VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too to complain Give thanks, give
1] I'm in the end it's a field go I know the real You know the I'm on fly shit I a fly bitch Used to see I hit the light switch Young came up How they blame us Know when the money arrived we never to change up Unless the whip game Or maybe the wrist I'm with the big We all on game Rolling in the papers Ballin' like I'm in the Chosen one I got the Did it all without a calling got the money calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My niggas with me I was never static Blame the and the status Turned a nigga to a Turned a nigga to a Competition get on me nigga, sheesh Young nigga better Balmains on the Grindin' days a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, God, amen
Rollie with the new full of blue faces Over-feelin' my my faith 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 blessed to Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I smell a check tho This what they mad Look how the glow I'm with the lit You with lame lames Four, three, two, one, call it a game Counting blessings, since an adolescent, been really destined for the greatest I just give 'em I be revelation started in the basement I handle bars a waitress People tell me I'm the chosen, gotta keep it focused, runnin' outta 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 she yours? I bet tomorrow she me
Rollie the new face Pocket full of faces 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 blessed to Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
get off me get off me