MGK - Roulette lyrics

This that mothafuckin' rider music
This that mothafuckin' rider music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play
With death before you 30?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission
To get rich like Danny Ocean, how we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket
Still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', uh

Smoking on sequoia, running from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and
Live and die in California
I ain't going out like River Phoenix
I wanna enjoy all of the spoils
I'm a Golden Boy like Oscar de la Hoya
I'm a soldier masked up like


It's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie
Fresh down in the Nola
I done told ya, when it comes to beefing
I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I can spy a motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lies quoted, but him and I know this
Line up my opponents, hold their eyes open
Rip out their hearts and let
'em all die soulless

This that mothafuckin' rider, music
This that mothafuckin' rider, music
(Eastside, ayy)
This that mothafuckin' rider, music
This that mothafuckin' rider, music
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play
With death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission
To get rich like Danny Ocean, how we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket
Still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', uh

Wait, I heard 'em say they
Want the old Gunner fuck 'em
I still turn coyotes into road runners
Fuck a family
I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become
A man with no mother that's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because
(For real) i ran away and hit the trap
They couldn't make me budge junior year
My homie selling crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turning back
When I got cuffed
Fuck a charge, this a territory
Y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves
I can finish what you start
Lost a milli when they sued me
For a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every
Time that you see the scar

This that mothafuckin' rider, music
This that mothafuckin' rider, music
(Eastside, ayy)
This that mothafuckin' rider, music
This that mothafuckin' rider, music (Turn up)
All night, when I'm rollin'
Dirty, how many times you gon' play
With death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm rollin'
With 11 of my closest, on a mission
To get rich like Danny Ocean, how we rollin'
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket
Still I'm rollin'
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', uh

Yeah, 24 7, I keep my eyes open, ready
All these signs show me they want
Me gone like I'm Makaveli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over something so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die
Like Method Man did in Belly
I am gun Kelly, ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough
I go pop the trunk of the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage
This is not an image like Getty
Rap for currency
Like I'm Spitta Andretti and let
It fall like confetti
Ball for my dogs that they
Got locked in the celly
And fuck the one that turned on me
I won't ever forget it
You learn it's your own homies
You knew since the beginning
That see you winning and then
Wanna see you finished goddamn