Rollin' - CTC Thugga: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Rollin'

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Rollin' adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Committed Too Cash L.L.C tarafından 6 Kasım 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıRollin' - EP

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümRollin' - EP

Çıkış Tarihi6 Kasım 2023

FirmaCommitted Too Cash L.L.C

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM157

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Terron Shadi Doswell Jr

Terron Shadi Doswell Jr

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

Dey tryna follow the wave

Ima get money no matter the way

We can get active don't matter place

She ain't my bitch leave the kids on her face

I leave the crib got that shit on my waist

Run to the bag like dis shit is a race

Living too fast they can't keep wit the pace

They worried bout me I'm ot on a lake

Dutch tol me chill wit the pills but I'm still rolling on mdma

Ain't been to sleep in it's been a few days

I don't wanna sleep I just wanna get paid

She on my dick cuz she want her the same

They dissin me but just want em a name

I'm to real to have beef wit a lame

You a get killed tryna make me stain

Im tryna chill for my kids

Babymoms know I ain't right in the head

First day out put a gun in my hand

Put it on jig never takin the stand

Never switch up gotta stick to the code

I took a break now I'm back in my mode

I was in middle school baggin up os

Since I was 15 I had a PO

All my haters can SMD

I do wat I want no one messin wit me

I make pape like it grow on trees

I know **** rich off of the weed

I know killas still walking the streets

If I'm In the club I walked In wit the heat

5 on the section to stand on the seat

Lil bro love turning **** to weed

I love this shit like Mitch

But I got the deals like Ace

Dey want me dead or see me in the gates

If they talking shit then it ain't in my face

U trappin not stacking u just in way

You the type have a pd for ya case

Ross on the payroll I just gave em 8

He said don't worry we gettin it spanked

I love money more then I love myself

All my designer shit came off the shelf

Ran it up solo ain't ask for no help

No one was there I was stuck in a cell

If you get booked boy you prolly a tell

All the shit that I did know I'm going to hell

I been trappin forever in doing it welll

Ima be like this to they ring my bell

No more fronts I can't to take no L

I gotta feed my sons

My momma believe I'm the one

She tell me keep me a gun

I got hard and soft which one do you want

I'm kickin my shit no punt

This really me dis shit ain't no Stunt

I leave ya ass in a dump

Dey tryna follow the wave

Ima get money no matter the way

We can get active no matter place

She ain't my bitch leave the kids on her face

I leave the crib got that shit on my waist

Run to the bag like dis shit is a race

Living too fast they can't keep wit the pace

They worried bout me I'm ot on a lake

Dutch tol me chill wit the pills but I'm still rolling on mdma

Ain't been to sleep in it's been a few days

I don't wanna sleep I just wanna get paid

She on my dick cuz she want her the same

They dissin me but just want em a name

I'm to real to have beef wit a lame

You a get killed tryna make me stain

Written by: Terron Shadi Doswell Jr

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