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lil roger - my own blessings lyrics

i been knew that n-ggas wasn’t gonna ride for me
but i don’t give a f-ck i got to take care of the family
it’s alot of snakes in the gr-ss that sh-t ain’t fair to me
but if your -ss ain’t tryna see me win then stay away from me
im just tryna eat
i don’t care what people say about me
cause they ain’t putting money in my pocket or supporting me
tryna go overseas
can’t let the haters get control of me & lately i been taking all these drugs that sh-t controlling me
i been taking ecstasy
drinking on this henny
i know one day we gone have to see the light
so ima live it up
pour me up another cup
yea thats your b-tch in the cut sh-t i just wanna f-ck
ima have to hit her up
ima have to shoot my shot
ima uptown baby
you can catch me on that 48 block
or we on latrobe with glocks
don’t come through there looking hot
sorry for buddy that got shh(shh)
i won’t say a lot
but n-ggas out here f-cking bots
b-tch im on a paper chase
im running slow
its a relay race & naw i ain’t coming up in last place
you laying with a b-tch that let me f-ck & she gave me face
i bet yo -ss text her -ss everyday
grew up on that avenue
18+ i shed blood, i shed tears, i lost friends on that avenue & i can’t get attach to you
i know i gas you up
but these feelings that i got
it’s another person holding it & naw we ain’t folding b-tch
4800 who im rolling
we some motherf-cking soldiers b-tch & bookie he gone blow that sh-t
im to hot but i don’t notice it
diamonds jumping looking like a pogostick
im still working hard having fun with it
i was sober writing this
but in booth im higher then a flight attended
they told me that the sky is the limit
but i knew that sh-t
i ain’t playing with these n-ggas no more
im getting to that sh-t
had to fall back from the fake & the foolery
bad b-tch always tryna rub on my jewelry
im rubbin on her booty
but im going home with her
but after 3 im gone baby you can lead me to door
we gone be all up on the bed all up on the floor
but after this lose my number
i ain’t texting you no more
heart cold
lately a n-gga ain’t got no soul
but im still tryna make this money
i’ll never ever fold
lil b-tch! (tell’em) & that’s real sh-t
i need a real b-tch that’s willing to on sum real d-ck
i said that sh-t before
but now i know y’all b-tches hear this sh-t & for all of my haters think i left
b-tch im still this b-tch
im still on the 8
i ain’t worried n-ggas switched up
told me you gone ride
but you fronting for a b-tch huh
lil sav he gone slide
lil n-gga don’t get st-tched up
its a homicide someone gonna have to come pick up n-gga

- lil roger lyrics

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