Rollin Thru Paradise

Lyrics

(hook) Thats why i Pop pills Cop seals Drop ceilings Fuck feelings Been with it Real wicked They can get it They can get it You dont wanna feel it Need a real one I can't take it Baby fuck with me Heart breaking Dont let go We gone roll We gone We gone We gone roll And im rolling over night You can bet it twice Shoot the choppa like dice Ima hold it high She gone blow it hurricane Thats my ride or die Pussy popper Murder scenes Say she bout it bout it Broken hearts And broken dreams Need a money machine Been counting all blue strips Spending all of the green Im on the scene Never scene Dosi dos in my leaf Off a xan and a bean Thats a fuck me up shessh I can't find no peace I can't find no peace Pop another tab Took another piece Blame it on the streets Got me on my knees Wonder wheres god When you fucking need My bitch want céline I need diamond rings Pouring like the ocean Dripping off of me All they saying focus I can't fucking see I can't hear I won't speak Evil all on me Thats why i Pop pills Cop seals Drop ceilings Fuck feelings Been with it Real wicked She gone fuck me till she broken Leave her heart open She gone fuck me till she broken Leave her heart open She gone fuck me till she broken Leave her heart open I won't fear Shit get real I can't feel On a pill Deep apart never closer I dont need closure Been focused Never folding Take a shot Im toasting Been wanted Never chosen Prolly why im frozen Vvs in my earlobe Issa ocean My emotions Keep pouring up In my fucking potion Only move with the real Thats why im in motion Been broken Just stay high Im implosive Been hoping To stay alive I start closing (bridge) x2 I pour my heart like the ocean They tryna tell me keep focused All i need is myself Myself Myself Oh Rolling all my life Smoke an o a night Cut my problems With the white I know i ain't right Pillow talking When you see me Bitch its on sight Green light Green light Dont see no red lights Traffic jam In my trap damn Do the money dance And my bitch bad Had to bring the fucking sand Ride around through gangland Never need no fucking hand Tell the truth dont want you there I know you dont fucking care All that hating looking good around me Wish you could And you would around me But you can't you ain't good around me I just ate four milligrams shessh Off the double Shoot like triple doubles Fuck me up Off the rubble Out the mud That shit would fuck you up And it did Got my mind in the field My heart stuck in the streets They dont want you to live For real (bridge) (hook)