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Rollie with the new Pocket full of faces Over-feelin' my Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I just got to thanks We havin' our way I just gotta thanks Everything my change Way too to complain Way too to complain thanks, give thanks
1] I'm in the end it's a field go I know the real You know the I'm on fly shit I like a fly to see cockroaches When I hit the switch Young came up How could they us when the money arrived we never decided to change up Unless the whip game Or maybe the wrist I'm with the big We all on risk cookies in the papers Ballin' like I'm in the Chosen one I got the Did it all a label calling got the money calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My with me automatic I was never static Blame the and the status Turned a to a savage Turned a to a beast Competition get Blessings on me nigga, nigga better preach Balmains on the Grindin' seven a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, thank God,
Rollie with the new Pocket full of blue Over-feelin' my my faith I just got to thanks I got to give thanks We just our way I just gotta give Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too blessed to thanks, give thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I smell a check tho This they mad for? Look how the neck I'm with the lit You with them lame Four, three, two, one, it a ball game Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I've been really for the greatest I give 'em motivation I be speaking started in the basement I handle bars like a People tell me I'm the chosen, gotta keep it focused, runnin' outta HN on the Real ones, no No games, no you open up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for that she yours? I bet she text me
Rollie the new face Pocket of blue faces my safe Over-workin' my I got to give thanks I just got to thanks We just our way I just give thanks Everything my change Way too to complain Way too to complain Give thanks, give
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