Scolla
Текст песни Roots

You f*ckin round with it hoe
Shit's not cool though


Lately it seems escaping feels like a tall order
Then I realize that it's my calling by the 4th quarter
And as it rings out wonder who's over yonder
Maybe it's something as pleasant as envisioned in heaven
I am the one 'cause I said I am
And my drive of force that'll make jedi dance
Moon-walking, I'm that cool constant in an awkward ser and I'm Hugh Bossin
And I'm fall from telling “Lord forgive 'em”
'cause I get enlightened by my vices
Should I get high 'cause I don't know, I like it
Should I get high for all the lows of life
If you're planning to get away it's quicker to take a flight, right?
I'm livin my life
Bitch nigga get your step out of my lights
You tryin' throw shame on my bright
but this little light a line, mama said let it shine
I'm strolling, 3rd eye open
Oh my I'll be a giant for I know it
I'm incredible hulk mixed in with Hulk Hogan
'till they catch my wave I'll be out show boatin'
I'm just tryin' be big enough to make the world listen up
And get you in the mood to move mountains
I'm just tryin make history out of misery
And show the lost ones that victory is for dudes like 'em

Huh, I'm just a product of the D streets
Tryin' define dope till a nigga deceased
Stressing, prayin that my city keep peace
But all we know bang bang so every day I Chief Keep

Yeah, I'm just a product of the D streets
Tryin' define dope till a nigga deceased
Stressing, prayin that my city keep peace
But all we know bang bang so every day I Chief Keep

Told you all I be rambling
3rd eye shit
The realest OG cool
Yeah!
Somebody told me it'd be days like this
Chose the bed, laid in it and I made my shit
Huh!

Scolla!