Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
This rap shit cocaine I be fienen all day
Drippin way too much but it's not in dat Way
Yeah I'm Lost in the sauce I can't see anything
Walk like a boss yeah the drip never drains
Don't lose your mind when you up in this game
I go through this shit like it goes through my veins
Flys through my mind like a mof*ckin plane
I'm Feeling sky high through the sorrows and pain
Not sure where I'm going but I know it's somewhere big
Wanted to be grown now I wanna be a kid
Never be addicted now I'm smoking hella cigs
Drinking out the bottle now I'm downing hella fiths
But that's just how it is
That's just how I'm coping with the bullshit that exists
All my songs are slappers bitch you know I never miss
All you fags actors you ain't knowing how we live
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
I'm thriving when I hear the music
Feeling like I'm finna lose it
When I hear these rappers clueless
What the hell you really doing
I don't know but I ain't with that whack shit
Ain't selling dope but I'll flip you like a backflip
Stacking dough i ain't knowing bout subtraction
I'm at your throat when you bitches start cappin
I'm finna eat but I've only been snacking
Really I'm the captain when I start attacking
But I'm f*cking up the flow when I'm on it
And these girls to basic like it's tonic
And they want me when I'm poppin how ironic
And I stay working in the stu cause damn I want it
But you don't know about it
Say you got some hits but I really f*cking doubt it
Your can't learn this shit you can't really read about it
I ain't doing math but I always be counting
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Killa Calbo - Rolling Around Lyrics
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Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
This rap shit cocaine I be fienen all day
Drippin way too much but it's not in dat Way
Yeah I'm Lost in the sauce I can't see anything
Walk like a boss yeah the drip never drains
Don't lose your mind when you up in this game
I go through this shit like it goes through my veins
Flys through my mind like a mof*ckin plane
I'm Feeling sky high through the sorrows and pain
Not sure where I'm going but I know it's somewhere big
Wanted to be grown now I wanna be a kid
Never be addicted now I'm smoking hella cigs
Drinking out the bottle now I'm downing hella fiths
But that's just how it is
That's just how I'm coping with the bullshit that exists
All my songs are slappers bitch you know I never miss
All you fags actors you ain't knowing how we live
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
I'm thriving when I hear the music
Feeling like I'm finna lose it
When I hear these rappers clueless
What the hell you really doing
I don't know but I ain't with that whack shit
Ain't selling dope but I'll flip you like a backflip
Stacking dough i ain't knowing bout subtraction
I'm at your throat when you bitches start cappin
I'm finna eat but I've only been snacking
Really I'm the captain when I start attacking
But I'm f*cking up the flow when I'm on it
And these girls to basic like it's tonic
And they want me when I'm poppin how ironic
And I stay working in the stu cause damn I want it
But you don't know about it
Say you got some hits but I really f*cking doubt it
Your can't learn this shit you can't really read about it
I ain't doing math but I always be counting
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
This rap shit cocaine I be fienen all day
Drippin way too much but it's not in dat Way
Yeah I'm Lost in the sauce I can't see anything
Walk like a boss yeah the drip never drains
Don't lose your mind when you up in this game
I go through this shit like it goes through my veins
Flys through my mind like a mof*ckin plane
I'm Feeling sky high through the sorrows and pain
Not sure where I'm going but I know it's somewhere big
Wanted to be grown now I wanna be a kid
Never be addicted now I'm smoking hella cigs
Drinking out the bottle now I'm downing hella fiths
But that's just how it is
That's just how I'm coping with the bullshit that exists
All my songs are slappers bitch you know I never miss
All you fags actors you ain't knowing how we live
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
Rolling and rolling and rolling around
Sounding so golden not stolen like how
Pockets too swollen I'm holding em down
Cash it be snowing but don't hit the ground
I'm thriving when I hear the music
Feeling like I'm finna lose it
When I hear these rappers clueless
What the hell you really doing
I don't know but I ain't with that whack shit
Ain't selling dope but I'll flip you like a backflip
Stacking dough i ain't knowing bout subtraction
I'm at your throat when you bitches start cappin
I'm finna eat but I've only been snacking
Really I'm the captain when I start attacking
But I'm f*cking up the flow when I'm on it
And these girls to basic like it's tonic
And they want me when I'm poppin how ironic
And I stay working in the stu cause damn I want it
But you don't know about it
Say you got some hits but I really f*cking doubt it
Your can't learn this shit you can't really read about it
I ain't doing math but I always be counting
Writer: Benjamin Calbo
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