Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cedric Delwan Holmes
Songwriter
Carlos Shanks
Songwriter
Lyrics
I come from the city, everybody tryna get it So you better keep a blicky on your hip
I swear I gotta pay attention in this life Cause you might lose it any minute
Watch and wait for you to slip I swear I roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang
I roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang
I do this for gang, and you know I'm insane Real ass ****, I done walked through the rain
Lost a few ****, can't feel my pain Never compares, we never the same
I roll with my gang when I'm goin' outside I keep one hunnit', I ain't tellin' no lies
When I pop out, they be actin' surprised But you know, I make all the bitches happy
But you know, we be fuckin' in the backseat
But you know, you could text me, you could at me
But you know, I'm so real, these **** ain't like me
And you know,
I come from the city, everybody tryna get it
I come from the city, everybody tryna get it So you better keep a blicky on your hip
I swear I, gotta pay attention in this life Cause you might lose it any minute
Watch and wait for you to slip I swear I roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang
I roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang Roll with the, gang
Roll with the, gang
Written by: Carlos Shanks, Cedric Delwan Holmes

