Lyrics Rollin' - Favour Abel

Angels all on my back
Telling me I'm gon' last
I got angels all on my back (angels!)
I got angels all on my back
Telling me I'm gon' last
Roll up some purp, I just count my cash
Marry the mad, like I'm Max

Yea, we rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
A rolling stone, never frozen
He a snake, he a cobra
Double cup, yea the potion (shit!)
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling (rolling, rolling)
I get so high, I can't even focus (focus, focus)
I'm on cloud nine, I sing like Frank Ocean
Feel like a ghost, so I wear dark clothes
Leather the top, BB Simon the belt
Send him to Pennywise, he going to float
Can't fuck with your boy, he was doing the most
Ain't finally do nothing, send in the troops
Living my life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you ain't come thru

What you say, you never do
Turn up the show, we like Motley Crue
Yea street fighter yea, Ryu
Yea, I left that hoe on read
Quickest route got to get the bread
Bruce Willis, yea I got a sixth sense
Anything I touch, it turns to success
Live in the present, we coming up next
Nigga, your life is pretend
In my life, I don't care what I spend
Sidelines yea, you warm up the bench
Me and my bros, we just count up these bands
Yea
Yea
Where you going? I'm already there
I'm a man, just like Bat
Get the green, count the cash
I'm a star, Johnny Cash
I get so high, I'm on Venus
Lean like the statue of Pisa
Work of art, Mona Lisa
Yea my girl, she a diva
Never listen to my teacher
Tom Cruise, I'm Jack Reacher
That boy, he stuck on the bleacher
I just talk shit like a preacher

Yea, we rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
A rolling stone, never frozen
He a snake, he a cobra
Double cup, yea the potion (shit!)
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling (rolling, rolling)
I get so high, I can't even focus (focus, focus)
I'm on cloud nine, I sing like Frank Ocean
Feel like a ghost, so I wear dark clothes
Leather the top, BB Simon the belt
Send him to Pennywise, he going to float
Can't fuck with your boy, he was doing the most
Ain't finally do nothing, send in the troops
Living my life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you ain't come thru

Pop a Sunzu bean, like Goku
You, not that guy, bro I told you
That boy he soft just like tofu
Play these niggas like Roku
That boy he ugly like Caillou
Ain't heard nothing good about you
I eat that steak, yea wagyu
We gon' take that boy out yea, recycle
Don't even care, what the price is
All designer yea, I get the right things
Yea Red Bull, we gon give 'em wings
I just get what I want, without trying
I just run to the loot, like a pirate
Manifesting my destiny, smiling
Yea Richard gon' hit em with fire
Yea these old heads we make 'em retire

Yea, we rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
A rolling stone, never frozen
He a snake, he a cobra
Double cup, yea the potion (shit!)
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling (rolling, rolling)
I get so high, I can't even focus (focus, focus)
I'm on cloud nine, I sing like Frank Ocean
Feel like a ghost, so I wear dark clothes
Leather the top, BB Simon the belt
Send him to Pennywise, he going to float
Can't fuck with your boy, he was doing the most
Ain't finally do nothing, send in the troops
Living my life, I don't play by the rules
My boy a pro, yea he keeping the tool
We been outside, but you ain't come thru