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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Che Lingo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Manon Dave
Composer
Tony Bones
Composer
Cheyney Raybert Ranger
Songwriter
Ian Bowman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manon Dave
Producer
Tony Bones
Producer
Cane De'Monte
Mixing Engineer
Peter Tyson
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Took the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat them
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Take the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat the loss (Never repeat the loss)
[Chorus]
(We pray the cheque on the way)
They gon' judge what we do
Hear no, speak no evil
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Do this for my people
Black don't mean illegal
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Mind out how they treat you
Way too gold, too regal
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
[Verse 1]
Frustrated
Look at how they got us in papers
Black boy, black hood, black trainers
Judging the cover of that book, no pages
Hurt with the hatred, curses, dangers
That poverty curbed his natures
He really coulda sent man doctor
Instead of just working patience
All now mumzy swervin' bailiffs
They ain't even got no evidence
And that bird they're servings plateless
Feds literally broke my bredren's neck
Then lied on one of their statements
Bro, how can you call that justice?
When blue see red, there's greyness
King of this castle, you're looking at greatness, watch me
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Took the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat them
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Take the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat the loss (Never repeat the loss)
[Chorus]
(We pray the cheque on the way)
They gon' judge what we do
Hear no, speak no evil
They don't know me
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Do this for my people
Black don't mean illegal
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Mind out how they treat you
Way too gold, too regal
They don't know me
(We pray the cheque on the way)
[Verse 2]
(Gimme that dough, gimme that money right now)
[Verse 3]
Pacify our women, justify the killings
Still got shackles on me
In your mind, they're ribbons
Making money off it
Magnify the figures
Pray we see the profit
And we find forgiveness
Healing necessary, not hereditary
Cut the history but can't divide our spirit
All my brothers hungry, appetite of winners
Lost a lot but they can't have the diamonds in him
[Verse 4]
You don't know what prejudice look like!
All because of what you look like
Ironic
I never said we didn't have good times
I never said my brudda didn't push white
I never said that I was any victim
'Cause of what skin did, still glistening
Can I get a witness in this?
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Took the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat them
[PreChorus]
Rollin' 'round my block, feelin' hot
Streets are cold, see the frost
Things I know, God forbid
Probably woulda made Jesus cross
That's my blood, family tree
No excuse, freedom costs
Take the risk, made mistakes
Pray I never repeat the loss (Never repeat the loss)
[Chorus]
(We pray the cheque on the way)
They gon' judge what we do
Hear no, speak no evil
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Do this for my people
Black don't mean illegal
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Mind out how they treat you
Way too gold, too regal
They don't know me (Na-na, na-na)
(We pray the cheque on the way)
Written by: Cheyney Raybert Ranger, Ian Bowman, Manon Dave, Tony Bones