Rollin Wit The Homies

Lyrics

[Chorus: Kent Jamz] I guess it's all on us now (Locked and loaded) I guess it's all on us Ridin' with my homies, keep it lowkey I been with the homies, not tryna get DP'd I been with my OG's smokin' OG Rollin' with my homies, keep it lowkey [Post-Chorus: Kent Jamz] Ooh, yeah I guess it's all on us I guess it's all on us, gangland I guess it's all on us I guess it's all on me, yeah [Verse 1: Kent Jamz] Bitches talk shit, they nigga won't back it up You just moved to my city just to get fucked, yeah You be talkin' all that WAP shit And then get fucked by the whole set And on the set, I set it off like Queen Latifah, yeah And on the set, I'm living single, Queen Latifah And off top, my new bih don't even smokе no reefa She just roll it, light it, hit it once, homie still ain't seen hеr yet No cap, I feel like Tookie, Venice Beach, '73 No cap, I feel like Tookie, Venice Beach, '73 No flex though, yeah, no flex though Somebody tell the Terminator I'm on death row Took your bitch and sang to her like Shug Avery in The Color Purple But I ain't Suge Knight in 1995 in N-Y At the Source Awards, on stage talkin' 'bout If you don't want your CEO all up in your videos Dancin' with the video hoes, then sign to Death Row, no I, I (I know) [Bridge: Kent Jamz] I know it's hard to sleep when you spend the night I know you think of me, I keep you up at night It's hard for me to breathe, like Bookie T at night, yeah I still want you, but you don't know I know it's hard to sleep when you spend the night I know you think of me, I keep you up at night It's hard for me to breathe, like Bookie T at night Uh, I still want you, but you don't know it Yeah, I guess it's all on us now (I know) Uh-uh, yeah, yeah I guess it's all on us [Verse 2: Buddy] Lately, been makin' the best music in my life Can't keep fuckin' hoes raw and rollin' the dice Change gon' come, but it won't happen overnight Long as it's keepin' me happy, I mean I guess it's aight Coppin' a burner just in case somebody press me, I might Kill a nigga, I'm prayin' that God bless me, man This ain't GTA, life ain't a game, my nigga If you get wasted, can't replace it, so I'm settin' the pace If they don't let me in Heaven, I'm hoppin' the gates, uh Ain't been to church in a minute, still keepin' the faith, uh Walk in the 7-Eleven to cover my face Fuck the trouble, bruh, niggas is tryna double up, okay Lately, gettin' back to the basics Ain't shit up for debate, I'm gettin' after the paper, yeah And tell Obama to put this shit on his playlist I put that shit on my mama, nigga [Chorus: Kent Jamz] I guess it's all on us now I guess it's all on us Ridin' with my homies, keep it lowkey I been with the homies, not tryna get DP'd I been with my OG's smokin' OG Rollin' with my homies, keep it lowkey [Post-Chorus: Kent Jamz] Ooh, yeah I guess it's all on us I guess it's all on us, gangland I guess it's all on us I guess it's all on me