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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Thompson
Songwriter
Soulful Jenn
Songwriter
Myles K. Rowe
Songwriter
Lyrics
Fuck these cops i just wanna smoke my pot
Why they tryna hold me up i just wanna roll tree up
They, all up in my B.I., as if I got guns like I'm T.I.
I'm tryna be high, but they making me drop
Guess they mad cuz I'm destined to be great
And they aint makin a lot
Shit they wrote their own story,
Why they tryna fuck with my plot
They see me moving I'm coasting
And I'm on the way to the top
Wit a couple dimes rollin up the pine
Me and don joh in that drop
Hold up, wait til i get my dough up
Pissing yo P.O. off when u show up
Fuck this system the shit make me throw up
Wait til we twist it we comin to fix it
Get off my dick bitch go catch a killer
Go catch a cold go jump in a river
Let me smoke let me roll my swisher
I'm taking L's no losses,
Get stoned like jesus wit no crosses
I'm living lawless...
Living free what we call it
Rolling tree til I'm nauseous, popping bottles like we alcoholics
Wit my chick looking flawless, we looking like bosses
And fuck a P.O. bitch im tryna get blowed
And fuck a P.O. bitch im tryna get blowed
Fuck a P.O. bitch im tryna get blowed
Fuck a P.O. bitch im tryna get blowed
Fuck the police, roll up the tree
Fuck the police, roll up the tree
Fuck the police, roll up the tree
Fuck the police, roll up the tree
Writer(s): Myles Rowe
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