Skeme - Red Carpet (Roll Out) lyrics

[Intro] I'm a street n***a b**h, I probably wooped yo n***a a** SOX Gang, Inglewood, Ingleworld, we everywhere, international West Coast, East Coast, Down South They know about the SOX Gang [Verse 1:] Right, links and the chain so heavy Cold game, throw frame, n***a daddy Pushing Benz's, growing up we wanted Chevy's I'm wavy as Max B, still I steer the ship steady, eh They want a n***a on a cell block, calling home while yo b**h got a [?] They won't be happy till you're shine stop But worse they want your a** ridin hearse in a [?] box, hey But still a n***a risin', no brakes man that boy still ridin' The hood love it when I get to talkin' fly sh** Play me in a whip and tell whoever this is my sh**, b**h This everything I wanted n***a Fame and fortune, look at picture, like a bonus n***a Sight set on whoever say they want it, n***a Mafioso man, I'm just outchea on the podium, n***a, yeah [Hook:] Still in the hood like I ain't got sh** Even though the boy got a whole lot Red eyes on a PJ, late night Everywhere I land red carpets gotta roll out Roll out, everwhere I land red carpets gotta roll out I'm a hot boy even when it's cold out Everwhere I'm walkin' red carpets gotta roll [Verse 2:] I ain't scared of nuthin' but a early d**h Cuz you'll ain't gon' be finished gettin' this work yet Wait, hating n***as better speak up I can't hear you when we hollerin', where the work at OK, a n***a been fly got a bird bag And choppa loaded tryna hit you where it hurts at You put the beat inside my 'phones, i'mma merk that n***a, you don't even know my era go research that b**h, I been ill quit talking outta heard that Trapper turned rapper, n***a i'mma bring the church back Bout to park a Lambo in the lobby, where the clerk at Life is a b**h, I f**in' nut until it slurp that And I speak the truth 'til you know I can't reverse that Real life, I ain't actin', can't rehearse that You see these n***as all moving like b**hes Boy, where your dress, where you heels and your purse at, goddamn n***a [Hook] [Verse 3:] I been on, been a minute since I got my spit on Since I was 16 all my sixteens k**ing contract k**er murder what I live on Wait, Been on, holla at your n***a when you get on Hop up off the boy dick, that's deserved seat homie only bad b**hes get to sit on Wait, Been on, holla at your n***a when you get on Wait, Been on, holla at your n***a when you get on I heard they ain't f**in' with me, and stop f**in' with me This rap game like only pourin' deuces in a 2 litre, moving like it's nuthin' to me, n***a [Hook] [Outro:] If you don't know, check yo b**h's contacts Check yo b**h recent calls Check yo b**h text messages I bet too much is in 'em, just like I'm in her tummy, hahaa Inglezone, hahaa SOX Gang