Church St. - Roppongihills lyrics

[Verse 1: Church St] I park my car extra embarra**ing Lips of an angel, spilling verses of heaven-sent, unavoided recklessness Past and the present tense, I never learn my lesson It's the same motherf**a, just better than I've ever been I preach and I predicate Straight on the beef but it's peace to whoever wan' reach for the lettuce It's we more than ever now Mark hook me up and don't you dare ever let me down Two different hoes that try their best not to mess around Cause I don't want no messy money I only want my ex who got this big vendetta on me Send a message in the morning just to sick the devil on me Yeah it's hella funny f** anything you recommending for me Cause you the same motherf**a that I been ignoring (Oooooh) I play it cool but dawg I'm k**ing shorties And I hear a couple of 'em stealing from me [Verse 2: Church St] Swear I been holding back like a slingshot 'Bout to f**ing cry, looking for these stupid a** greendots My brother don't call unless he's looking for my mom now Then he call back when she tell 'em that she ain't got it Gotta look out and overdraft my account I get paid next week, but what about the meantime? n***a upstate, just mad at the world, like he didn't even ask how I'm doing on the east side Honey Jack all in my cup when it's tea time Got a b**h throwin (thrown) up like a damn peace sign Got a lotta "hey"s in my phone with the three Y's But not a lotta people that I'll hit up in my free time Promise I will never try to trick you with no weak rhymes I will at least try, on every single beat, I will think twice Long stock all in my knee-highs All white velcro, orange Y-3 sign