Lil Pentagram, Diamond G.A.N.G. Zay, Tripolar - Roll Up Lyrics

The streets really need me speeding down the freeway
Riding with my demons and these angels cannot hear me
They don't know my story baby can you hurry
See my open wounds on my flesh by my lonely
Roll up baby I told ya
Even if I would fall I'd climb this wall

Like two out of the three meals that I had to make
I executed it split it with my brothers plate
I gives a fuck about your reasons and your fucking hate
You know I'm on the block cause you know I got to regulate
The block gotta be fed you know what I'm talking about
Me my dawg hungrier then a mother fucker on the route
Get this money in and out every days another route
Fuck about my ops you know I got to get 'em down gut em out
Another switch with the thirty round fuck around
Call diamond gang we coming down flying out
All them motherfuckers wanna hate us now
We gettin' more money then anybody now

The streets really need me speeding down the freeway
Riding with my demons and these angels cannot hear me
They don't know my story baby can you hurry
See my open wounds on my flesh by my lonely
Roll up baby I told ya
Even if I would fall I'd climb this wall

I been talking to god but he don't talk back 
At night in the trap insomniac
These niggas on bullshit swear they all wack
I speak the truth like I'm speaking from A pole pill all facts
Heat forty on my hip no pump faking
Locked in with the Mexicans and the Asians
I mean fish scales and the packs by the cases
Nigga make a mis move then end up faceless
Amorta feed the fam needs a basics
Poles flashy then they put his crew that was tasteless
No wonder you wound up in a basement
Ankles tied up buck fifty no face lift

The streets really need me speeding down the freeway
Riding with my demons and these angels cannot hear me
They don't know my story baby can you hurry
See my open wounds on my flesh by my lonely
Roll up baby I told ya
Even if I would fall I'd climb this wall

I'm in the fast lane trying to pull the buck up out this rap game
In the trap trying stack when the cash came
I give a fuck like luck was my last name
Push up out the past in the last I'm the last man

Heard to get it and fit it in any moment
We gone mash on that ass smash on them cause you get thrown
Getting lapped in the lab and gettin it cause i'm hungry
You ain't gassed you won't last when clashing with your opponents
Conditions pitiful critical when i'm squeezing that
Then wit my aim bust wit pain and I ain't feeling bad
The trouble on the skipping those that trying hustle hard
So I work a double building muscles harder bars 

The streets really need me speeding down the freeway
Riding with my demons and these angels cannot hear me
They don't know my story baby can you hurry
See my open wounds on my flesh by my lonely
Roll up baby I told ya
Even if I would fall I'd climb this wall