ROLL DIFFERENT

Where's my money? Red Top gave you the package, You supposed to hand me my money. Here's a jar right here, twenty percent. Oh, you got the jar? That's right. The fuck outta here, Frank. Oh, what you gonna Do? What the fuck you gonna do, Frank? Huh? What you doing? You gonna shoot me in Front of everybody? Huh? Come on. Ay, ay, Won't Say this shit. Ay, uh, uh, ay. Whole different, these bitches gold diggin'. You put your trust in money, she might put Her soul in it. You put your trust in money, she'll probably fold Quicker. You see the pros and the opps try See the whole in her. I put my trust in twat, I never need That gold, nigga. She workin' round the clock, she tryna bring it Home quicker. My old bitch, she still on ice, it's gettin' Cold in it. I might just pop back out When she play her role different. Uh, uh, uh, ay. She like, "Drop pick up the phone, I know You got them hoes with you," nigga. Uh, Ay. She like, "Tryna fuck you, Do I--I can't leave alone," nigga. Uh, uh, uh, ay. And I'm only rappin' 'bout my hoes, I'll do a song with you, nigga. Uh, Ay. I got bad hoes out here tryna get A show, nigga. Just did some broke shit, watch how I leave Alone quicker. The label owe bars and strings, Got a loan, nigga. They ship it to the crib, watch how I Get it gone quicker. Ain't been back to my block, I'm tryna bring The load with me. It's lonely at the top, I'm tryna bring the Bros with me. And my hoes with me, And the drank with me. Southside, they gassin' niggas up, Know they came with me. You might just level up if you just play Your role, nigga. Uh, uh, ay. She like, "Drop, pick up the phone, I know You got them hoes with you," Nigga. Uh, ay. She like, "Tryna fuck you, do I--I can't Leave alone," nigga. Uh