Lyrics Platinum and Wood - Big Sean
Come
roll
with
a
nigga,
get
high
with
a
nigga
Count
stacks
with
a
nigga,
fuck
hoes
with
a
nigga
Back
in
high
school
we
used
to
trade
clothes
with
my
niggas
Back
when
Icebreaker
[?]
was
like
the
wardrobe
for
the
killers
We
pose
for
the
pictures
Stunting
on
hoes,
I
stunt
with
my
bros
Real
go-getters,
I
swear
being
broke
didn′t
fit
us
Like
new
T-shirts,
new
jeans,
new
hats
You
know,
spending
gas
money
on
everything
except
gas
Spending
my
last
on
the
shit
that
won't
last
Back
when
20
dollars
would
impress
that
ass
A
movie
and
popcorn
and
caress
that
ass
Overdress
and
undress
that
ass,
god
bless
that
ass
It
was
me
and
my
dawgs,
summer
on
summer
Riding
around
like
we
dumber
on
dumber
Whipping
that
Toyota
like
it′s
a
Hummer
What
happened
to
those
days?
I
really
do
wonder
When
all
I
did
was
safe
sex,
latex
The
first
time
I
slipped
up
was
the
had
a
homemade
aids
test
fuck
But
I
ain't
flunk
once,
not
before
I
got
drunk
once
I
was
smoking
on
haze,
all
in
a
daze
My
homies
would
call
and
say
"nigga,
come
roll"
Man,
I'm
straight
up
off
the
7 Mile
They
call
that
the
better
mile
Tryna
get
a
house
up
in
the
woods
Off
on
11
Mile,
better
that,
one
time
for
the
D
Girls
that
hold
me
down
Corretta
style
And
everything
I
want
off
in
the
world
is
a
must-have
I
realised
that
at
the
bus
stop
with
a
bus
pass
thinking
"fuck
rap"
Cause
there′s
niggas
in
the
streets
getting
money
Under
my
nose
that
I
mustache
I′ve
seen
people
get
murdered
who
ain't
deserved
that
shit
Cops
should′ve
protect-and-served
and
shit
But
still
pull
me
over,
disrespect
and
search
my
shit
That's
why
their
attitude
was
"bitch,
you
deserved
that
shit"
Bang
bang
bang,
how
do
you
maintain
the
same
brain
and
mind
In
a
city
of
AKs
and
K9s
When
only
language
they
know
English
and
gang
signs
Fuck
it
all
though,
I′m
repping
till
the
world
blow,
come
roll
Sean,
it's
good
to
be
home,
isn′t
it?
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