Yo honestly, like, this is super hard
(Honorable Court) You know I smoke dead niggas
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

We rollin', we rollin' let's see what she on
I keep on rolling 'round, she feeling on me like, oh
Two more to his face and his shoulder, he gone (I be that he gone)
She say I'm in a phase, right now I did her wrong (I did you wrong)
She steady blowing me up, she keep on calling my phone (she calling me up)
I'm rolling on I-95 lately I've been in the zone
I'm booted up thinking 'bout my brothers that's dead and gone
We hit 'em from the shoulder, from the waist up he gone

I like the way you talk feisty
When you don't never, get your way with me (no)
We keep on rolling, you wanna see South Beach
I introduce you to the other side of me
They dropped a diss song, they partner died less than two weeks
Get on the beat, right now I'ma let my soul speak
Marcus coach me, the ins and outs of how to be a G
For you to get your kill, lurk his block all week
He got stepped on like it's some fetty
Ridin' around bumpin' old Boosie, old Webbie
He gon' die in that lil' ass Chevy
Keep on spinnin' around, I'm all in your section (ayy, ayy, ayy)

We rollin', we rollin' let's see what she on
I keep on rolling 'round, she feeling on me like, oh
Two more to his face and his shoulder, he gone (I think that he gone)
She say I'm in a phase, right now I did her wrong (I did you wrong)
She steady blowing me up, she keep on calling my phone (she calling me up)
I'm rolling on I-95 lately I've been in the zone
I'm booted up thinking 'bout my brothers that's dead and gone
We hit 'em from the shoulder, from the waist up he gone

If I could give my love to you
Then I'ma give my love to you
Lost relation, lost relationship Lord
I flood my body with ice, my heart already cold
I flood my body with ice 'cause my heart already was cold
My brother came up off his stroll
Post sleeping in on bandos
They went from burgalarizing to murder she wrote
Stay close 4, we straight hustle all night long
Hit that cut outside on 'em see just what he on
Bullet holes all in this niggas shit, this nigga gone

We rollin', we rollin' let's see what she on
I keep on rolling 'round, she feeling on me like, oh
Two more to his face and his shoulder, he gone (I be that he gone)
She say I'm in a phase, right now I did her wrong (I did you wrong)
She steady blowing me up, she keep on calling my phone (she calling me up)
I'm rolling on I-95 lately I've been in the zone
I'm booted up thinking 'bout my brothers that's dead and gone
We hit 'em from the shoulder, from the waist up he gone

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Writer(s): Nehemiah Harden