Picture Me Rollin' (feat. Canice)

Sad songs On the rooftop Circumstances I can't talk Cloud my mind Girl I know you Lost trust Not sure I'll ever Try love Yeah Make I dey With no scars Baby You were cheating On a regular Lost my mind And medulla Please let's not Just throw it back Yeah You made me A victim If there's love How does it feel I'm still scared Think I'll loose me Only family love I real Yeah Racing in a Vtwelve I'll put my heart On Do not disturb Run through your Heart I won't stop Since you said I'm not the one Yeah I put two man there In a spliff Best run when My handthing blings I was sixteen When I flexing My knife The hood so cold Man I barely survived Could have been us In the Bandos lonely Could have been us In that mug Just noticed This bitches Don't mean shit Only put that call When the Broskis horny Naija boy And I take no L's Low-key thing I don't kiss and tell She wants me Man your bitch Obsessed That bitch is mad Your bitch a groupie Two outta ten Lukaku things She got no goals She got no vision Left her on read Now that's an Addition Drop two pagans Told boy listen They know who the Real gees are Walk in that room And I see man bow No stress just grace No I see man frown But you Couldn't be us Even tho man tried You can't see us Even tho man tried Came from The bandos Took that risk You don't know The chat Man you don't know The half Back then man Had no homies Now I trap And I see Fake broskis I see man fake The love Thats low-key But I noticed Yaii Sad songs On the rooftop Circumstances I can't talk Cloud my mind Girl I know you Lost trust Not sure I'll ever Try love Yeah Make I dey With no scars Baby You were cheating On a regular Lost my mind And medulla Please let's not Just throw it back Yeah You made me A victim If there's love How does it feel I'm still scared Think I'll Loose me Only family love I real Yeah Racing in a Vtwelve I'll put my heart On Do not disturb Run through Your heart I won't stop Since you said I'm not the one Yeah Bring out the guns Bring out The bangers No stress When I hit That coochie The harder we ride The harder We coming Thug life is the way That we pull up The opps Dem know That we Calling the shots Our tracks Be banging In clubs We have no L's Yea we have No loss Turn off the lights Yeah baby O course Too many Likkle things She blows I spit the bars The way she Be sucking She knows how To ease the stress She knows how to Touch my chest My baby She blooming The cars the drip Don't matter to her My thug my one My ride or die The feelings Are true The feelings Are true No matter The time We spending No matter The fights We having I'm loving it No matter the Options we have No matter The cars They drive They keeping it In heaven or hell They judging In heaven or hell We fucking And sucking it We keeping The hold We keeping The bond Swear to the core I'm not leaving it If God can judge Then I'll be The hands To stir and keep My faith in him Not leaving That bond So bring out Your Glock And shoot My heart Into pieces then Sad songs On the rooftop Circumstances I can't talk Cloud my mind Girl I know you Lost trust Not sure I'll ever Try love Yeah Make I dey With no scars Baby You were cheating On a regular Lost my mind And medulla Please let's not Just throw it back Yeah You made me A victim If there's love How does it feel I'm still scared Think I'll loose me Only family love I real Yeah Racing in a Vtwelve I'll put my heart On Do not disturb Run through Your heart I won't stop Since you said I'm not the one Yeah