Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's hard times try to make it living You wake up every morning in the unforgiving Out there somewhere in the city There's people living lives without mercy or pity [Verse 2] I feel good, yeah I'm feeling fine I feel better then I have for the longest time I think these pills have been good for me I think they banished all my blues into infinity [Chorus] That's how I roll That's how I roll [Verse 3] Sometimes I wake up at night, I don't know what it is But I must have got a fright I thought I heard a scratching underneath the floor Does the devil come to get you at a quarter to four [Chorus] It's how he rolls It's how he rolls [Verse 4] "Too late," she cried out loud Her voice emerging from her inner shroud Too much, I heard her choke It's all she says after last years stroke [Verse 5] She has a hard time living in this city Get up every morning in the unforgiving Out there somewhere in the city There's people living lives without mercy or pity [Chorus] It's how it rolls Sweet God, it's how they roll Sweet God, sweet God [Outro] Sweet God