Wiz Khalifa - Rowland (Feat. Smoke Dza) [Prod. By Big Jerm] | Текст песни

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• Rowland (Feat. Smoke Dza) [Prod. By Big Jerm]

rolling up a still, blowing up a still
going hard i’m on my job like i ain’t sitting on a mill
now for lame and young come with every mill
i swear to god that i’m so high feel like i’m going up a hill
car pay 250 000 for a
i’m talking vacation out in
i made 11 million nigga without endorsements
took the niggas out i was out on the porch with
to saint tropes to race them in audis and porsches
billies and plenty of smoke
thousands for weed, vendi’s for clothes
i remember i couldn’t get shit back then when i was broke
now that i’m rich, everything’s for the love
so i could give a fuck bout what they saying
cause they wasn’t with me way back in the day
when a nigga was just
macking, macking, hey,
rowland, rowland, rowland,
kicking that paper, paper
macking, macking, hey,
rowland, rowland, rowland,
kicking that paper, paper
we learn the life shit, the … never ending
kush god, bob marley on my pendant
you know that low was the life that i’m living
ralph lauren always super nigga spending
word, i can’t lie, it’s the truth, a stack for these joints
5 hundred to double lr, i don’t do
that ain’t for me,
getting money killing shows in the home of the
these rap niggas living a land to make believe
crooked ass niggas ain’t cool enough to fool with us
nah, pool tables get played the back
haters play the side door, jazz life, tell the gang
what you ride for
we keeping the ends, competition is slim
in case you looking for them niggas
have no fear, we are them
corner the market, get money, rolling stone
young khalifa… right
macking, macking, hey,
rowland, rowland, rowland,
kicking that paper, paper
macking, macking, hey,
rowland, rowland, rowland,
kicking that paper, paper.

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