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Roll Tide Video (MV)




Performed By: 1600 Trey
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Trey Moore




1600 Trey - Roll Tide Lyrics




Anything you wanna know I'll Tell you
Anything you wanna find I'll Help you
Don't be Calling on my phone for nothing
Don't really know what you want, you Bluffin

This aint the time to bring up some bullshit, and this aint the time to be Actin Foolish
Im in the hood with the bros, and we Coolant
Gotta watch my back cause all these niggas on some foo shit
Now let me thank God that Im still here

I ain't Scared of nobody, only God that I fear
I was seeing all the hate when I was looking in my rear
Stay out the way, they don't want you here, they want you killed
I got a lot of bitches in my DM tryna see some

I ain't really tryna talk, I'm tryna run these B's up
I don't tolerate no bullshit, she act up, I'mma leave her
Smoking on this reefah, now I'm tryna see some
And you know I gotta do my own shit cause I'm the man now

Don't nobody come before me, I told that bitch ass nigga to stand down
And you really thought you got away with crossin' me
Ain't no catchin' up, lil' nigga, ain't no mossin' me
They tried to judge me of what I did

I switched it up, Switcharoo hell yeah I did
And I don't care about what you say about me
Like for real, I don't really give a f*ck what you say about me
I'm a solid ass nigga at the end of the day

You be dealing with the shit I deal with, but you on my page
They don't look at you in the eyes, they don't wanna see you make it
You giving them the opportunity, lil' nigga, They gon' take
I thought you was real from the start

But I guess your just a Rolling Stone you just wanna start
I Ain't Really Tryna Go Out Sad like that
They gon' turn around and snake you, probably shoot you in your back
Oh lord, Oh God, can somebody feel me?

Can somebody tell me the real or is it empty?
I can't show this side because I don't want them to know
They gon' bring up my past and tryna write on my Wrongs
I can't go like no ho, so you know I'm finna do

I'mma go to the shop, get the Glock, pop and shoot it
And I'm making it seem like I'm okay
Please don't give me no reason to get you gone like O.J. or lord
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English

Anything you wanna know I'll Tell you
Anything you wanna find I'll Help you
Don't be Calling on my phone for nothing
Don't really know what you want, you Bluffin

This aint the time to bring up some bullshit, and this aint the time to be Actin Foolish
Im in the hood with the bros, and we Coolant
Gotta watch my back cause all these niggas on some foo shit
Now let me thank God that Im still here

I ain't Scared of nobody, only God that I fear
I was seeing all the hate when I was looking in my rear
Stay out the way, they don't want you here, they want you killed
I got a lot of bitches in my DM tryna see some

I ain't really tryna talk, I'm tryna run these B's up
I don't tolerate no bullshit, she act up, I'mma leave her
Smoking on this reefah, now I'm tryna see some
And you know I gotta do my own shit cause I'm the man now

Don't nobody come before me, I told that bitch ass nigga to stand down
And you really thought you got away with crossin' me
Ain't no catchin' up, lil' nigga, ain't no mossin' me
They tried to judge me of what I did

I switched it up, Switcharoo hell yeah I did
And I don't care about what you say about me
Like for real, I don't really give a f*ck what you say about me
I'm a solid ass nigga at the end of the day

You be dealing with the shit I deal with, but you on my page
They don't look at you in the eyes, they don't wanna see you make it
You giving them the opportunity, lil' nigga, They gon' take
I thought you was real from the start

But I guess your just a Rolling Stone you just wanna start
I Ain't Really Tryna Go Out Sad like that
They gon' turn around and snake you, probably shoot you in your back
Oh lord, Oh God, can somebody feel me?

Can somebody tell me the real or is it empty?
I can't show this side because I don't want them to know
They gon' bring up my past and tryna write on my Wrongs
I can't go like no ho, so you know I'm finna do

I'mma go to the shop, get the Glock, pop and shoot it
And I'm making it seem like I'm okay
Please don't give me no reason to get you gone like O.J. or lord
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Writer: Trey Moore
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