Search results for 'roll with it by rebirth brass band' Page #152

a change of plans
That's not your mans
Fuck up your bands
They just want to see me dead in a can
PTSD and I can't sleep
Niggas running down it's a stampede

Where we could use second chances
You can hear it in my voice
I don't come from the mansions
An' they all tried to exploit
Me with record advances
But

would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS

here hating
I made it
Aye
She catching balls on the net free throw
I don't do beef on the net keep those
I'm tryna pave me a body steam roll
I made her

the plug
The shit that i smoke
Not no regular bud

Shit going brazy
But im not a blood
I roll by myself
And i roll with my blood

Its going down when i step

girls really ain't on shit 
Tryna be cinderella but it ain't goan fit (Aye)
Seem like everybody in a rush now
Shawty wanna trapper with a bussdown
Girl no

spinning the station
Feel like I'm Dami, with no Reparations
And It's 'Slide music 3' nigga call me the Xanman
That pussy a Stan he be makin' dem Fancams
I

this shit is a walk in the park
Walk in the bank
I started out with my pages all blank
I ain't be capping put that on my grave
A band on a mic

And when I’m by myself i overthink it get ridiculous.
Thats why i roll them thickies im too high my gas be sticky.
How come you say you love me but you mean

ain't teach me the way now it's, fuck
You wake up and make you a hundred I make me a band that's a K, run it up
I be screaming it's free all my brodies I

just need me a pound
Supercharge v12 can tell by the sound
Don't know no percussion but keep 50 rounds
Huh
Keep sticks like a forest
Can't fuck with

If you gotta cold heart let it burn
That nigga been showing off with no earns
Don't get slicked down yo life permed
All of these lessons man I'm gone

(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
(Tahiti)
Please get accountants to count it for me
Get control of your bitch, she keep flockin' on me
Fly by myself, seen the top

in advance 
Could I grab some of 
Your rubber bands 
I got nothing to prove’s why I’m keeping to myself 
My heart I removed now by body’s just a shell

about this loaf, just let a nigga try me
Yeah, I'm startin' to think gettin' bands is my hobby

She said, beat it up just like Muhammad Ali
I smoke

bitches to crash in my loft
But I slash from the back then pass to my uh
Young nigga flexed up I run with it yeah
Band talk cash money when I'm spitting

go)

Boy, she know you a shrimp, she don't fuck with no simp
Walked in around five, put it right by her eyes
Thought I gave her Perky dick, girl,

grades but felt it was absurd
To maintain the persona that he never preferred
But he wasn't concerned when he started to roll
With a different crowd than

on lil bro name no I ain't cool with that
Claiming that you got it tryna follow where my movements at
We tactic uhh
Bro nem spinnin, lurking, purging, mask

Just Can't Win

Jimmy Nail

Crocodile Shoes II

1996

what you gonna do about it ?
Nostalgia's not the game it used to be

And I've been told about your bands of gold
But I have to say they cut no ice with

There ain't levels this shit
It's just loyalty
If I pressed I'll never fold, origami
I ain't dealing with jealousy or envy
We all respect each othеr
Never

Awe yeah I am the man
Fuckin with me I don’t think that you can
Hatin around me ain’t never gon stop
I keep it hot on my way to the top
Whole lot

a swish
Spendin' like I just hit me a lick
Hop on track and you know it's a

It's a hit, never no miss
Roll it up, burn it like a spliff
Take a little

take my mask off
Fuck it 
Imma go wild on these niggas
Yeah
Imma have wild thoughts
Imma just roll


Tell me what you say 
(Imma just go)
What you wanna