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Slow Your Roll
Big Hit, Hit‐Boy & Ty Dolla $ign
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(Hit-Boy)
Slow your roll, slow your roll
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold
Slow your roll, slow your roll
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold
I'm begging you with tears in my eyes
You don't wanna take that ride
You don't wanna live this life
Don't waste your precious time, oh
The struggle is real (the struggle is real)
The pain that I feel (the pain that I feel)
Blood, sweat, and tears, I put in the years
I faced all my fears, oh
Slow your roll, just be yourself
Don't never try to be nobody else
Young rider, understand?
I comprehend times is hard
But you don't wanna be behind them bars
Young killer, this ain't it
I know a young nigga live with no regrets
Nobody get tricked by this shiny shit on my neck
Don't get brainwashed by a chick, lose your life in a flick
Don't fight, don't throw fits, just let her ass throw fits
Wanna impress me? Press these dirty, old leaves
Wanna impress me? Press that dirty-ass judge
Wanna impress me? Press these dirty politicians
All these laws, all these prisons, justice mean just us, nigga
Slow your roll, slow your roll
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold
Slow your roll, slow your roll
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold
And the fans, homies threw me to the wolves
Bogart from TS put me in a catch 22
Almost lost my life off of black and some tree
On the yard, hella deep at Beaumont USP
Gave orders to Overkiller G
Keep stabbing even if you think he sleep
Just a little different game, how to beat a body
The DA can't prove which dunce really got him
Investigators call me, I declined to respond
On God, I ain't never snitched on my mama's mom
Wasn't born like that, I was raised that way
I was born a king, but all my life, been a slave (on the gang)
You wanna bang on me? Bang on the IRS
You wanna bang on me? Bang not to pay them taxes
You wanna bang on me? Bang on the bail bonds
You wanna bang on me? They took the house from your moms
Slow your roll (slow your roll)
Slow your roll (pump your brakes, little homie)
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold (uh)
Slow your roll (slow your roll)
Slow your roll (in turn, win the race)
The ghetto's so cold, everything glitter ain't gold
I'm begging you with tears in my eyes (don't hit me up)
You don't wanna take that ride
You don't wanna live this life
Don't waste your precious time
Oh
The struggle is real (the struggle is real)
The pain that I feel (the pain that I feel)
Blood, sweat, and tears, I put in the years
I faced all my fears, oh