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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Pressa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quinton Gardner
Quinton Gardner
Composer
Nelson Ballard
Nelson Ballard
Composer
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Itsnell
Itsnell
Producer
Nico Baran
Nico Baran
Producer
Sage Skolfield
Sage Skolfield
Mixing Engineer
Sean Solymar
Sean Solymar
Mixing Engineer

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Uh, I play my role Uh, I play my role, but once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back (ItsŃellOnTheBeat, nigga) Uh, I play my role, but once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don't want your girl, that bitch a gnat Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands, 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, hunnid shots fuck up the pot See momma 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 pitch thе rock out in the car The streets say they know еxactly 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 This FF5 serving up the Hercules, uh She started fucking on a demon, she a diva My nigga 23 and 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) Should out my youngin, you see lil' bro knocked them over Ain't nobody tell me shit, I'm rolling over I playmy role, but once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don't want your girl, that bitch a gnat Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands, 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, hunnid shots fuck up the pot See momma 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 Remember nights I was stuck at the trap, stuck at the store Before I go, please remind my opps that they a bunch of ho's Caught a L but he got hopes of going home Kept it a hunnid, while half these nights out here kept it fake Or probably a third 25 percent of niggas don't got a bird Kept it smooth, and slid on niggas, I ain't talkin' perm Put them youngins in the trap and make them chip and make them learn I can't relate 'cause all my niggas kill shit, yellow tape We 'bout to pray, I know muslims that they pray beside the 'K No MMA, but my dope, it gon' lock and break a plate I see niggas do anything for fame, uh I play my role, but once I rolled the dice, I rolled it back I know what I want, and I don't want your girl, that bitch a gnat Want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands, 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, hunnid shots fuck up the pot See momma hide the Pyrex from the cops, get out the way Just like we did that nigga and now he gone Just like we did that nigga and now he gone Uh, want all the smoke Only time a nigga deal with second hands
Writer(s): Nelson Ballard, Quinton Gardner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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