Rolled The Dice ft. Bill$up Lyrics

Yeah... Yeah

Big Chill God shit

Lighting this weed off the Ma'fuccin candle

Big Zebra

You know they call me Peezy

From here to there…

You can see the pain in my face from every sip I take

The greatest walking no debate

Big blue face yeah we trying make

Big trapped out move through every state

Cut you off you turn coat

Big blunt so it burn slow

Get a bigger load you'll earn more

Told her call me Zebra

I been kicking doors to earn my stripes

Can't love you bitch

I love my Glock

It's been there for me my whole life

Plotting on my newest heist

Trying make it triple twice

Uh huh…

Only God know how many times I really Rolled The Dice

Trying stack it to a large amount

My shooter only cost a perc

Praying for them better days

I know my dawg seen worse

If you can't feel my shit we can't relate

Niggas really weak but call it hate

Or call it fake

How you living

How you rapping

Ain't the same

I went off on your word

And put my last in it

Shoot like Cole Bennett

Big racks playing Tennis

We going spin again

Until the nigga finished

Mirror, mirror on the wall

I just want to ball

Got crawl before you walk

Wizard with the rock John Wall

Get in my lane I cut you off

I was stressing smoking Black n Milds

Just trying fill a habit

Had no bag

Turned me a savage

Miss the days my cuz was trapping out the addic

At Grandma house

Singer Place

Purple Haze

Sour Diesel

In my heart there's good and evil

Cross me you going meet the reaper

It's getting cold , keep a heater

Big chiefer

I'm one of one

She don't suck me good then I might leave her

Until I come…

Like I been coming to the racks

It's like I ordered wings

How?

Cause I want em' all flat!

I'm my mommas only son

Walking pharmacist filling prescription

I been smoking blunts of dope

I don't know how i failed chemist

Sticking to my business

You will see them rot

If I don't take care

Montier…

You don't want to know how much I made there

Take care

I'm smoking at the top you got no place here

Shit I can't remember

Last time we had a safe year

So many bodies dropping I can't even shed a fake tear

I'm a pull up in the hood

In any state

I feel safe there

You can see the pain in my face from every sip I take

The greatest walking no debate

Big blue face yeah we trying make

Big trapped out move through every state

Cut you off you turn coat

Big blunt so it burn slow

Get a bigger load you'll earn more

Told her call me Zebra

I been kicking doors to earn my stripes

Can't love you bitch

I love my Glock

It's been there for me my whole life

Plotting on my newest heist

Trying make it triple twice

Uh huh…

Only God know how many times I really Rolled The Dice