Roll Up

Every time I roll up

Every time I roll up

Every time I roll up

Everytime I, everytime I

Every time I roll up, both my pockets swole up

Me was eating cold cuts, trying to cop raw with no cut

Hopping out the taxis, clubs trying to tax me

Clothes was dirty, head was nappy

I ain't got it, so don't ask me

Shots flying, ****, get low, hanging out the window

We gon' work it out, it don't matter if the gym closed

Back against the wall, I stood on ten toes

Big jawn bagging up, look like Lizzo

I like Pacino, but I'm more De Niro

Every time I hop out, the baddest bitches pop out

Roof's gone, drops out, smoking with the Glock out

I couldn't make a dollar on the campus, so I dropped out

Sipping high-tech, popping Perk 30s till I knocked out

They don't know my lifestyle

Foreign in the morning, sun drop, I'm on a bike now

I really got more Airmax than nighttime

Just keep it cool, turn the lights down

This off your head, this type of shit I never write down

Kiss your children goodnight now

It's time to purge

Wanted to talk, but couldn't find the words

From getting off shit every night, still getting on my mama nerves

I fucked her once, she told me she love me, I guess it's time to curve

We never had shit, now we got it, I guess it's time to scourge

You got the wrong one, you could lose your life before the song done

The sun gon' shine brighter when the storm done

Even when my paper was short, I kept a long gun

How you claiming king of New York?

You must be on something, the only one was Frank White

Shark in the water, feel like a great white

Like a vampire, good in the dark, don't fuck with daylight

I been ready for a audience, I ain't never had stage fright

We was drinking Bacardi when **** was trying to play fight

Y'all was trying to slap box, we was watching Crack Lock

Questions we ain't ask cops, you was on your laptop

Never will this cash stop, I just want an old school Cutlass with the rag top

A bitch without no ass shots

A mansion for my hitters, so they got a place to kick it

I don't know too many **** lived this life the way I lived it

Roll a dice and let's get rich, Millie Vision, talking Richard

Fuck who don't believe me

Masks on, avoiding ****, way before Corona season

They get emotional the moment that they know you leaving

You start to panic when you notice bleeding

Depression kick in, it feel like don't nobody even know you breathing

That shit ain't that far, if you get close, you'll see it

Open your eyes, some want you to live, some hope that you die

This shit illegal, if they ask you, I just hope that you lie

Don't fuck up the vibe, palms sweating, clutching my 9

If you my son, then I just want you to shine

Every time I came up, **** brought my name up

I'm about to pick a chain up, how you figured I changed up?

We ain't had the same luck

When you was going to sleep, I used to stay up

I was laying these verses, you used to lay up

Every time I roll up, both my pockets swole up

Me was eating cold cuts, trying to cop raw with no cut

Hopping out the taxis, clubs trying to tax me

Clothes was dirty, head was nappy

I ain't got it, so don't ask me