Roll The Dice

I used to ride around the city on them lonely nights
Playing beats and dreaming 'bout hunnids cause I know I'm nice
I can't let these niggas hoe me Iwas told to fight
They tried to play me, went crazy, they never tried it twice
You rarely catch me in designer, that's just for the price
It's STRICTLY FAMILY bitch I'd rather wear my own designs
Ain't signing nothing, I be solo so it's only mines
Might take a L, but sometimes you gotta roll the dice
Gotta roll the dice on em
They never handed me the shit, I had to fight for em
I need a Benz I need a Bimmer cause I like foreigns
I'm doing me, fuck if its wrong or if its right for em
Gotta roll the dice on em
They never handed me the shit, I had to fight for em
I need a Benz I need a Bimmer cause I like foreigns
I'm doing me, fuck if its wrong or if its right for em
Lately I'm focused on my pockets
Making change started making sense
You make enough cents you make a dollar
Pay to make a fence
Put it around your house so you can let the grass grow
I been an asshole my whole ass life
Couldn't grow till I let my past go
Focus on cash flow
I been doing bad, but at least I know its better to be late than never show
Cause if you go at least you get to make it up
Running out of them excuses they know you making up
How much of my time have I taken up
And I aint made enough
To just be laying up
I still cant lay it up
I never played enough
And if the games in us, I play like EA
Fuck the courts and the DA
Fuck em all like a three way
Speed racing on the e-way doing 105 on the 105
I arrive like im out of time
I'm Marty McFly
I'm the guy if they ask me
So they dont ask me
I'm sitting on a gold mine, I cant sit on my ass cheeks
You need a year to do some shit I did like last week
I pray you moving up, but you aint moving past
You thought you knew me, you dont know me thats the past me
Cant call em homies, for a bag he'd probably blast me
They wanna roll me in a pack, they wanna ash me
But all that shit could get settled on sight
Okay
I cannot fuck around with your type
Okay
So you can get left or you can get right
I used to ride around the city on them lonely nights
Playing beats and dreaming 'bout hunnids cause I know I'm nice
I can't let these niggas hoe me Iwas told to fight
They tried to play me, went crazy, they never tried it twice
You rarely catch me in designer, that's just for the price
It's STRICTLY FAMILY bitch I'd rather wear my own designs
Ain't signing nothing, I be solo so it's only mines
Might take a L, but sometimes you gotta roll the dice
Gotta roll the dice on em
They never handed me the shit, I had to fight for em
I need a Benz I need a Bimmer cause I like foreigns
I'm doing me, fuck if its wrong or if its right for em
Gotta roll the dice on em
They never handed me the shit, I had to fight for em
I need a Benz I need a Bimmer cause I like foreigns
I'm doing me, fuck if its wrong or if its right for