Freddie Gibbs - Born 2 Roll lyrics

Tales of a nigga living in his momma basement
Listening to her bitchin' every morning
It's the same shit time for me to get out on
This corner make the 'caine flip
Post up at a nigga residence and we invasive
Knockin' at your door, bitch
Like I was maintenance, and you sprung leak
Heard that you get pounds of that
Grape shit every other week
So my inclination to take shit
At it's fucking peak
Stash and broke it down at the 7s
Go for a buck a piece
Puff a Sweets, for a minute
Switched up to Optimo
Now I twist my shit in the woods
But I got that tropical
Some may say that I think illogical
Cause, I still believe in God
But down to dance
With the devil to make a dolla' tho
I drop a O, straight in the water
Never bother serve anything other than hard
My geeker starvin'
I see she fuck with nothing but
Ballers so I charmed her
We hit the mall right after
I robbed her baby-father the home wrecker
Chrome leather and wood kiss
Keep my name hot in the hood and
My dick in the hood bitch
Niggas violate we slice 'em and
Dice 'em like wood chips
Ho' we straight vanilla ice 'em and
Get on some shug shit
Came a nigga from 40 stories
Watch 'em drop that Wile E coyote
New in yo' hood but GI to
The Chi' them niggas know me
Gangsta Gibbs from the guts never gave a fuck
Excuse me while I get my
Paper and my haters up
Yeah, my connect a 40
Coppers get straight killed
Got the cash probably coppin' a whole field
We ain't shot the bitch, we dropped him
That's on the real i was born to roll