作词 : Nathan Foley/Benjamin Tolbert/Bola Johnson/Christopher Smith Jr./Jermaine Cole
作曲 : Nathan Foley/Ahmanti Booker/Benjamin Tolbert/Bola Johnson/Christopher Smith Jr./Jermaine Cole
Take a break and roll a sticky, let's get high (See)
like some shit but least I try (Uh)
Patient, baby, gotta make a couple rounds (Yeah, you know)
Though I'll make it back to you to settle down (Yeah, yeah)
Don't blame yourself for all the shit you see me do
I'm gettin' used to bein' loved the right way
My nigga poured up at the stu', said he got two
I said, "I'm cool," he looked at me, like, "Nigga, you crazy" (Yeah, yeah)
My heart start beatin' to the trumpet, boom-boom-boom
I sang this tune, I run for you, and ()
Play mе this song to set the mood, she want thе truth
It's ninety proof, I hide behind the famous (Take it now, take it now)
Take a break and roll a sticky, let's get high (Take it now, take it now, uh)
like some shit but least I try
Patient, baby, gotta make a couple rounds (Gotta make a couple rounds, oh)
Though I'll make it back to you to settle down
(Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, if I was broke, she never would leave me, no
I got a real one, real one, real one, real one (Yeah, uh)
I bought a condo and it's cozy, my neighbors nosey as hell
Young nigga walked in with his kids
They don't know who he is, they just know that he up
No tint on the Rollie, I just move around doley, untouched
Not 'cause I'm hard, because I got God
I heard that you blowin' up fast, but I think it's better to slowly erupt
The money was burnin' a hole in my pocket
The ninety done burned a lil' hole in my gut
We walked in the function, that dawg got to bumpin'
My dawg got to rushin' like Soviet pup
Roof-roof, nah, nigga, don't shoot, shoot
Two-six, we got loose screw
Niggas turnt like a Rubik's cube
I don't really do the cameras, I be low in Los Angeles
You niggas ain't never gon' see me, I might as well be in Canada
And niggas ain't ever gon' be me, it's best to stay in your parameters
You know they gon' G-O-A-T me, I spell it out for you like
'Bout to go pull up on RiRi, and not for the feature, Ben Franklin note
You ain't finna catch me in the places everybody go
I know exactly what my hands is for, to carry a lot of dough (Oh-oh)
I had a pot to piss, I hopped the fence, can't sit around and
(Take it now, take it now)
Take a break and roll a sticky, let's get high
(Take it now, take it now)
like some shit but least I try
Patient, baby, baby gotta make a couple rounds (Gotta make a couple rounds)
Though I'll make it back to you to settle down
(Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I got a real one, real one, real one, real one