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chris miles – roll the dice lyrics

iphone, i ape sent, in the studio till 8 am
yeah homie i’m broke as h-ll, but i ball with every paycheck
hate less, love more, loud music turnt up more
they say they fly, but i’m above fresh like soph-m-res
d-mn bro, i’m gone, yeah i’m outta here so vamo nos
in here i get them squares rolling back like they dominos
i kick go, doing even …when i go i get it
…messing with the general
i’m going hard, these haters ask for
way i’m going down, all i do is head north
y’all been born, y’all been lame
my pain game is insane
they tell me that i’m different
i’m like shut, cause things changed
i spit flames with the dalmatians,
don’t touch the kid, no calibration
they back to hating, i’m back to making
this dope music, that blessed them everywhere
i’m flier than pluto, i’m getting that paper
till it looks like a sumo
the hottest you know i be on that cool flow
and haters be lying but i been a judo, i’m gone

[hook] x 2
play your cards, roll the dice
scary flow, that poltergeist
cold as ice, i go stupid and they tryina rain my st–ze
but i’m on a different ruberk, ah

gang bang bro, i be flippin the haters with all the flow
hear my bank account stay low, but my swag is off the floor
let’s go, i ain’t stopping for a second
i am hoppin up on these records,
i’m popping off like attack…
i’ma soldier with flow, and you nodes
oh my god tell me you know him
chris is my favorite, he ain’t even old enough for me
i’ma get em chippin when they listen to this music
and i guarantee that every single fan is gonna loose it
so confusing when i do it, dude, you never gonna top this
and i will be making hits like chris brown and rihanna
you ain’t stopping me, honestly, you don’t care what’s in the …
i’m kinda sick like sinuses clogging up in you nostrils
and just try to spit it hot like this
you probably gonn dive her quick
i come up on these b-ttons start causing lyrical trauma
i’m just tryina rock some robinses and diamonds in my watch and sh-t
so if you try to step to me, i’m leaving no survivors left, i’m gone

[hook] x 2
play your cards, roll the dice
scary flow, that poltergeist
cold as ice, i go stupid and they tryina rain my st–ze
but i’m on a different ruberk, ah.

- chris miles lyrics

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