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Uh, I play my role
Uh, I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back
(Itsnell on the beat, nigga) Yeah, uh
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Uh, I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back
(Itsnell on the beat, nigga) Yeah, uh
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Yeah I'm a star
But free my niggas, the ones that pitched the rock out in the car
The streets, they know exactly who you are, I gotta get it
'Cause if I don't go get it, they gon' get it
Real nigga to the bone, there ain't no edit
We shoot shit like JJ Reddick
Don't play with me, uh (No)
This FM5, servin' up the Hercules, uh
She started fuckin' on a demon, she a diva (A diva)
My nigga twenty-three and won, he need a breather
We made a million in the trap without a phone (Phone)
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Yeah I'm a star
But free my niggas, the ones that pitched the rock out in the car
The streets, they know exactly who you are, I gotta get it
'Cause if I don't go get it, they gon' get it
Real nigga to the bone, there ain't no edit
We shoot shit like JJ Reddick
Don't play with me, uh (No)
This FM5, servin' up the Hercules, uh
She started fuckin' on a demon, she a diva (A diva)
My nigga twenty-three and won, he need a breather
We made a million in the trap without a phone (Phone)
Shout out the plug 'cause he know we not the loan (Boom)
Shout out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over
Ain't nobody tell me shit, I'm rolling over
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Shout out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over
Ain't nobody tell me shit, I'm rolling over
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Pass my blunt
To the same nigga that probably hit up Sluggah, this that dope
'Member nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store, before I go
Please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes
Caught a L, but he got hopes of going home (Gang)
Kept it a hunnid (Hunnid)
While half these nights out here kept it fake, or probably a third
Twenty-five percent of niggas don't got a bird
Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas, I ain't talkin' perm (Perm)
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip it, make them learn
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Pass my blunt
To the same nigga that probably hit up Sluggah, this that dope
'Member nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store, before I go
Please remind my opps that they a bunch of hoes
Caught a L, but he got hopes of going home (Gang)
Kept it a hunnid (Hunnid)
While half these nights out here kept it fake, or probably a third
Twenty-five percent of niggas don't got a bird
Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas, I ain't talkin' perm (Perm)
Put them youngins in the trap make them chip it, make them learn
I can't relate (No)
'Cause all my niggas kill shit, yellow tape, we 'bout to pray
I know Muslims locked, they pray inside the cage, no MMA
But my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate (Yeah)
I see niggas do anything for fame, uh
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
'Cause all my niggas kill shit, yellow tape, we 'bout to pray
I know Muslims locked, they pray inside the cage, no MMA
But my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate (Yeah)
I see niggas do anything for fame, uh
I play my role
But once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back, I knew I won
And I don't want your girl, that bitch a nat, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand's a brick of coke
Will turn a teenage boy into a man, I kid you not
I seen my life evolve around a rock, fill up my Glock
And I be with the Wassa, hundred shots, fuck up the pot
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Just like we did him, now he gone, want all the smoke
Uh, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand
Seen mama hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way
Just like we did that nigga, and now he gone
Just like we did him, now he gone, want all the smoke
Uh, want all the smoke
Only time a nigga deal with secondhand
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