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Rolling hills
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- Bouncing up and down in CTS V, rolling hills making me feel crazy
- Bouncing on these front tires, they making my sight hazy and me lazy
- I don’t prioritize anything except my own safety, i dont care if you call that shady
- I could die any day any moment maybe, I should do it myself for you my lady
- But anyways im rolling blunts like these rolling hills, you know im popping pills
- The pills the pills that improve my already great lyrical skills, I give you chills?
- I ain’t even hit 20 in my kills, how many old men did you fucked named bills
- These hills like a roller coaster and im having thrills, these bars are rap not drills
- Ive grown in my head and my mind to process that I am not ready to die yet
- Post that post on the internet, im a fucking threat to society and sobriety
- Im building up a dynasty, fuck anxiety, im starting to shake violently
- I suddenly wasnt breathing but a medic was right there luckily
- Rolling hills like I roll my fucking blunts, you can’t use my skills
- You might cause some spills and die, so dont you ever lie lies
- Rolling hills will be the cause of your death and thay will be your demise
- So everybody stay away and you might be considered wise
- Filling up gaps like im a contractor, dissing on me is like begging for disaster
- You know I don’t matter, unless you call me master, I keep on rapping fast then faster
- Stab a hole through his soul then his dream turns to shatter, I fill up with laughter
- Praying to the lord for me to become a future pastor, im climbing up the social ladder
- I turn the chapter, stir up the stories like im mixing cake batter, “let’s all gather for father”
- Pray we ain’t a bother, but sir having you as our god is our honor, we remain proper
- While I be staying hotter, somebody better a get a doctor to fuck up my face so girls hearts won’t race
- I need some space from the hoes, they froze up when they seem me up close
- Oh my god, they might overdose, im carrying a red rose and I hand it to her
- Saying we is over, turn my cold shoulder, then walk away like a fucking soldier
- She claims she wants closure on why I want to break it up, because you just a slut
- I only used you to get my nut now im rolling blunts but, im sick to my gut
- Rolling hills like I roll my fucking blunts, you can’t use my skills
- You might cause some spills and die, so dont you ever lie lies
- Rolling hills will be the cause of your death and thay will be your demise
- So everybody stay away and you might be considered wise
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