Roko - Roll in It Lyrics

Lucifer working I won't give in
Step in the game put my soul in it
Every time I said fuck the world
The world comes at me and I got no finish
Hop in the Wraith imma roll in it
Dive in that paper and roll in it
Sayin I'm selling my soul
Homie I'm putting my soul in it

Lord let me get that paper up and
Roll in it roll in it
Roll in it roll in it
Girl would you grind with me and
Roll in it
Baby would you ride wit me and
Roll in it

Walk up in the jam like
She's dime she's her own model
She's mine I'm her role model
That's cuz I don't role play I'm in my zone I need no bottles
I'm more lit on my forces the crowd goes mental sound goes as I profit with no bibles
Used to be
So idle now I'm so seen
But break a leg tryna foresee I forecast you won't last a month cuz you're so weak
Today's looking real cold
I bring fuel to the game like the real coal
Bout to warm up the city like Canada goose, line up the sheeps to fill coats
Mcdonalds hiring hop on dat
Never ever again hop on tracks
Benefit my ears stop all that
Seven figures a year mind on that
Toronto comin tru changing the game
Hollywood look all the same
Come to the city I'm feelin a way
They tryna hop on the wave

Lucifer working I won't give in
Step in the game put my soul in it
Every time I said fuck the world
The world comes at me and I got no finish
Hop in the Wraith imma roll in it
Dive in that paper and roll in it
Sayin I'm selling my soul
Homie I'm putting my soul in it

Lord let me get that paper up and
Roll in it roll in it
Roll in it roll in it
Girl would you grind with me and
Roll in it
Baby would you ride wit me and
Roll in it

021 raised flew to 6 with a dollar and a mission
In your language my throwaway bars killing all of your best shit
Our throwaway broads digits on your wishlist I'm viscious
If you dream ghost and end up ghost I did this shit
Bitches
Yea bitch you can blame me for your broke future
Future brought something new to music why you sounding like a fucking broke future
Why you think you make it when you copy
Why would I bump you if I can bump the real you sloppy
I don't break hearts only checkmate
I'm no therapist if you're bitchmade
My mind on my own game I go harder I flow harder my song plays
I'm a cold winner make your bone chill with my cold ways
Make your soul feel if you compete
Your soul prays for my go day
Blame me if you dream Porsche and you end up on the Go Train

Lucifer working I won't give in
Step in the game put my soul in it
Every time I said fuck the world
The world comes at me and I got no finish
Hop in the Wraith imma roll in it
Dive in that paper and roll in it
Sayin I'm selling my soul
Homie I'm putting my soul in it

Lord let me get that paper up and
Roll in it roll in it
Roll in it roll in it
Girl would you grind with me and
Roll in it
Baby would you ride wit me and
Roll in it