Lyrics:
Intro
Sun sets up another day,
It's good to be alive.
Because waking up is easy when love is by your side.
V.1
He met a girl at the rock n roll
a market now that's real knots
See I could buy time, Optimist Prime
Roll out all the dough though by the boat load times nine
I'll be robbing everybody even
I put these rocks on my wrist and I hit up your bitch and I'm taking her out
Nillas be talking that shit but they don't even know what they talking
in a fast car
I heard stories, of dead rockstars
So I took a visit to the rock and roll graveyard
Had a talk with Kurt Cobain, he said that ya go hard
Living Rock n Roll
His name was ""Living Rock n Roll""
And he never had a gun
His mind was pure as white snow
And he does not have to Rush
worked and lived
Brought up their children
Met, rubbed shoulders
Made Rock-n-Roll
And continued to live on
Married their children off
And they did so
the docks
Hard to say cause I've Percs and I'm locked
Live in bliss that's the perks of the rocks pal
Bring the yokes and I'll work through the lot pal
Neck
shots fly
Im on that car
When it ride by
Hop in that car
And go slide cha-cha
Ill bake yo shit
Like a pot-pie
Start throwin them shits
Pop rocks
Pull up
in the chamber
Moms say my days are numbered cause I live wrong
Even scarface made a song, gangstas really don't live long
I'm tryin to live to a rock
You know how Mac play, quiet town, tie it down
I supply it now, by the pound
Might front you a Q if you buy a pound
If you didn't try it then, why
the Refugee Camp!
Run up on you be , and leave your seat damp!
And sell stocks slow, sellin' high, by low
From Madina up to Y.O.
El Capitan
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
You can't roll a blunt to this one
You gotta, you gotta well, you gotta light a J
You gotta puff a J on this one
You can't even drink Crist-owl
Why you wanna fuck wit my Boot Camp?
Boot Camp, survivin' the preview and
Fuck wit my Bucktown group
And in the night, the night, who roll the tight
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
what I want, and I rock what I roll
And I rock with my rolls, yeah
And I rock with my woes, yeah
And I step on my bros, yeah
Fuck he gon' do about it
I
jackals
Was hungry for dis life so i ate Poison apples
Now I have to live wit dis strife
Ain no chapels
My choice to roll hella dice
Really didn't suffice
in the tide for to rock and to roll
And bade it a tedious returning
And we havin' no money, paid them off in cracks
We paid no respect to their two
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
land
May need protection
With rock ’n roll in his hand
Lives for a good reaction
Wants a different life
Wants a different world
Wanna rise and shine each
a Rock Star get
The show on get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold
Somebody once told me the world
Is gonna roll me
I
Boot up on Molly
Don't roll by me
Kill a nigga
Throw away the body
We all in her pockets
Her name Polly Yeah!!!
Dat lil hoe sloppy
Lil bruh she not
Oh (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Oh (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Go, go for the moon)
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't
Hol Up
I told that bih
Hol Up
Pockets on Overload
Stay Swole up
I said hol up
Yeah Bitch Roll Up
Pockets on Overload
The Stay Swole up
I said roll up
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