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rhol' up - heis41 lyrics

[verse 1]
i wrote this record while 30 thousand feet in the air
not on a plane
the bud just always take me there
stay in my lane
i’m speeding
it don’t matter where
i’m out here, without a care
just tryna make my momma proud
can’t take l’s
unless it stand for loud
screaming, yelling, “burn me!”
success is a journey
not a destination
not in love with the money
it’s just infatuation
bury me with bud and a mic
forever be my medication!

[chorus 1]
roll up
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
i’m just a man tryna make it from the middle up
in a world where the cops is on the hunt
who really give a fu-
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
hol’ up
yeah, them big things poppin’ in the hood
when it bang, it’s understood
man them black boys is up to no good

[verse 2]
now when i get it
i promise to never spill it
but i can’t see the future
only catch
say don’t count your eggs before they hatch
don’t make promises you can’t keep
and our dreams beyond reach
well i say, “you sow, what you expect to reap”
want greatness, surround yourself in it
i don’t mean them fancy clothes
i’m talkin’ folks with that winner spirit
if it’s a loss
they ain’t tryna hear it
right back at it like their twitter name
“go get it!”

[chorus 2]
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
hol’ up
i’m just a man tryna make it from the middle up
in a world where the cops is on the hunt
who really give a uf-
roll up
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
yeah, them big things poppin’ in the hood
when it bang, it’s understood
man them philly boys is up to no good

[verse 3]
what you expect
when we’re given the last of the worst
tell me my brown skin, brown eyes and black -ss is a curse?
nah, i disagree
cuz ima try to change the world
‘til the day they lay me in a he-rs-
i’m yelling
“hol’ up, hol’ up
run that, run that!”
ignorant whites think i wanna run up in their crib
steal their cash
and shoot ‘em up like i’m in the mob
nah b-tch
i’m coming for your muhf-cking job

[chorus 3]
hol’ up
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
i’m just a man tryna make it from the middle up
in a world where the cops is on the hunt
tell me who give a fu-
hol’ up
roll up
hol’ up
roll up
yeah, them big things poppin’ in the hood
when it bang, it’s understood
man them black boys is up to no good

- heis41 lyrics

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