This is a song about "Dice"

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

But all decision i've ever made has been based on the dice

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

They getting nice, they got some ice

Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice

Back of his head they roll, pattern like that of a dice

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

No comparing dice, like the devil lets us smell advice, guilt of a sinners

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers