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Do you like champagne?
Do you wanna run away?
Will you roll in your grave when you think about 
All that you had missed?

Did you set it on fire?
Did

up
Only as long as you give something up
They don't need you unless yo status up
They quick to turn leaving you there to rot, just there to rot
Middle

got a soul thas not for sale don't give a fuck bout a bid
By the code i live if you my dawg than i'm not touchin your bitch
I been playin life like it's

Who lives in a world like this, transmitting in the emptiness when all hope is long gone? 
You've no faith in anyone. 
But she came in the name

roll
I just wanna be a staple
Who's able, to do what I love
And put food on the table
Make Shed Records the number one independent label
Hope they play

in Inglewood by Sofi
I be damned if you the reason why my hope dies yeah
It ain't a race it's a marathon
Long flight pack light and let's carry on

I

scorer call me messi
My ex be chatting to me all day Long she tryna stress me
Can't be a don if not alone ain't Got no time for flinging
When I roll my J's

Ink22 we committed
Yeah, Year three baby, we back
I am Gray, Mind of Mila
Yeah, shout out Beef and Hrituparna
Squad
Long days, longer nights

gotta stay high
Be prepared to pay the price when you live this life
Every day's a gamble when you roll the dice
I turn a deaf ear cause I don't ever take

new management
I went from stacking up the shelves to calculatin Ls
I left the bread out too long and that'll make it stale
I was blinded by emotion now

That (Nah)
Only Child Running Wild w/ A Half Sack
From Cocaine To Cadillacs, A Blast From The Past
I Roll 4 Months, The Other 8 Sit On My @$$
More Money,

They look at life as a linear motion
Stand by and the price will come
Roll to shore like the waves in the ocean,
Living with no sort of fun

He looks

the vip
Got racks out tryna live the fucking dream
Ain’t nothin new to me 
I just take it by the week
Back of the party sippin henny since seventeen
She

Written by Christo Andriopoulos

I walk how I wanna walk
Talk how I wanna talk
Say what the f*** I want
You know I get
What I want
West coast this

I’ve done enough cos I’m running out of charm
I live for the mornings when you roll into my arms
With your head on my chest yo that feeling is the best

hundred dollars said to have a good time
Now it's time to roll
We still got money 
And the barrooms never close
When you're looking gorgeous 
In those nice

you take ya very last breath
I roll around like I’m trump
But I’m feeling like I’m Biden
The way I work the wave
You’d think that i knew Poseidon

Straight from the cartel
I got clientele
I got clientele
Every other week
I got a different cell

I got clientele
My money long
My money right 
Count it

get charged out here on the baseline 
And all that’s pathetic 
All who smoke can roll up and get it
Live as a G and then die as a legend 
But

Hook:

my view the grass over there, been done died/
Aint no resurrection, think that cat ran out of lives/ 

Got anxiety, so I gotta roll/
Cruising round

be niggas 
Ho’s goin be ho’s you know what it is 
This world get crazier by the day but you know we just gotta roll with it 

Start from scratch 
Cut

live long,
Before you know all of them they don carry gun start shooting innocent for another man wrong,
Okay! 20.10.20
Omo, yawa dey plenty,
Abi you

maneuver through it all
Surrounded by these demons
Got my back against the wall
So tell them bitches
"copy down what I say" tell 'em
"I don't got the time

to live n too long for lie 
So fuck that n roll joint n get high
How can I trust man 
Your doing bitching n sayin don't give me curse man 
I put mah life in