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It's That Time Again

Roscoe

Young Roscoe Philaphornia

2003

let me hit it
Ladies chase me and bustas scheme
See me caught up in the twist as I bust this dream
Too fly when we cruise by
Me and my Westside

2 steps forward, then 10 steps back
Kinda hard to win a race if you not even on track
Got boys and girls around the country in this trap
That's

gave my girl the sack, the grinder and plus the swishers
I told her roll that up for me and plus pose for the picture
Over excited baby don't worry I'm

London back to my uni
I couldn't help think about the good old days
In STA, St Albans
Where the boys are dope and the girls are strong
They give me hope,

with ambition
So much prowess with conviction Inspired me to get it
Imma spit it til the whole world know these students did it   
AYEE
Where my grads

saving you is saving me ain’t no bitches playing me, cause these hoes could never get to me 
My girl a goddess fuck a normal bitch gone say to me
She

the jeans, do it work, i'm tryin to get it perfect, world gettin rocked, by a girl, around the way
system on boom, I got rattle in the trunk, the drunk go

know that I'm best by the best
I know that you're under duress, just ask me and come get the rest

And then I come back again
I hop on the track and run

to be done

aight, let's go

It’s the guy you know really well
You know, from the track where the chicken wasn’t swell
Got so much dough on me, I can’t

lowkey I need some tint
They can't find out where I been
Girls be like he popped up in my For You Page, fuck, not him again
I say yeah, that's him, that's

in Outrageous ways
Sour banana got me
Chasing aliens
They hollering at me
My alias
I'm Tagging two girls
That's fuckery
The one can watch Now that's

Boat School
You never pass
Im ahead of you ass cheeks
Like shittin on track meets
Or getting yo ass beat
By yo fucking dad

Nah this aint for the gram

the least
Wouldn't call your girl a skeeze I just say she aim to please
Been fucked the world now I'm just looking where to aim the skeet
I'm just revving up

not flame, but you blowing my fuse
Hop in the booth with all my jewels
Run a track, like spike on my shoes
Don't play me girl, pick up a DS
Pockets

couldn't leave my sheets
Now I'm in this studio finding pain relief
Had a girl when I started college
Head game something like a scholar
And she was on track

rod
We boutta go fishing
Benching plates like i’m dishing
239 we built different

It’s about that time 
Where the fish be biting on my line
Sike thats

I'm climbin' back in time to track
My mind and where I lied it last
It's probably layin' in a pint of yack
I cut the cord but at least
I got my spinal

of doubt, had to throw it out, pour it out
For my homies buried six deep
Havin fucked dreams, man i'm never gunna sleep
Wonderin if my girl cheats
Ain't

It took a two bit love affair in a dream world
With a girl from the wrong side of the tracks
All it took was one short night to fall from Grace

him

I moved around alot, girls didn't sit beside him 

I'm from south philly nigga, where the bullies at 

Used to hang on Lambert st., I like ta bring

we be tight
Like we're one in the same
Cause, I'm from Canada
He born in the six
That's where my cousins live
Like what more would it take
I don't

bolted and i'm stayin' on track
Vodka on the rocks Sir, and ice in my cola
'Cause i like it colder, i'm not goin' back

we ain't talk about nothing we was fuck buddies, the sound track of my life no Kid Cudi
Everything was going smooth until that one day, you know when

till blurry image
But preaching the Word I’m disturbed by the vision
But its factz, lived that
Off track but thinking
If I influence em with weed
I could