Freddie Gibbs - Born 2 Roll lyrics

Tales of a n***a living in his momma basement Listening to her b**hin' every morning it's the same sh** Time for me to get out on this corner make the 'caine flip Post up at a n***a residence and we invasive Knockin' at your door b**h, like I was maintenance, and you sprung leak Heard you get pounds of that grape sh** every other week So my inclination to take sh** at it's f**ing peak Stash and broke it down at the 7s go for a buck a piece Cop a sweet, for a minute, swisha the optimal Now I twist my sh** in the woods, but I got that tropical Some may say that I think illogical Cause I still believe in God but down to dance with the devil to make a dolla' tho I drop her, straight in the water, never bother Serve anything other than hard, I keep it starvin' Say she f** with nothing other than ballers so I charmed her We hit the mall right after I robbed her baby-father The home wrecker, chrome leather and wood kiss Keep my name hot in the hood and my dick in the hood b**h n***as violate we slice 'em and dice 'em like wood chips Ho' we straight vanilla ice 'em and get on some shug sh** Came a n***a from 40 stories, Watch 'em drop that Wile E. Coyote New in yo' hood but G all of them shotta n***as know me Gangsta Gibbs from the guts never gave a f** Excuse me while I get my paper and my haters up Yeah, my connect a 40, coppers get straight k**ed Got the cash probably coppin' a whole field We ain't shot the b**h, we dropped him, that's on the real I was born to roll