LYRIC

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[Verse 1]
I could call you on the phone, or we could talk
All I wanna know is if you gonna load it, let it pop
When I’m facing them alone, is you gon’ mop?
Are you gonna disappear, leave me alone and hit the swap yeah?

Tryna trust it, never rush it
But you always talking, judging
Tryna keep it one hundred
But you keep going under

[Chorus]
Feels like I’m on a roll, dices with the dots
This music stuff a real gamble, I ain’t playing with the slots
The bar I’m tryna set is parallel, yeah they could never cross
But I’m almost out of money, borrow pennies for your thoughts, uh

Feels like I’m on a roll, dices with the dots
This music stuff a real gamble, I ain’t playing with the slots
The bar I’m tryna set is parallel, yeah they could never cross
But I’m almost out of money, borrow pennies for your thoughts, yeah

[Verse 2]
Uh, they want my rhymes, they want my time, they want it right now
They sending hate and hearts, I don’t know what to type now
Recognise me by my fruits, they looking ripe now
I used to do the shoot and now I do the wipe down

We used to hang at Somerset, ain’t got the time now
We hung around at Orchard but I gotta grind now
That number seven bus, I rode it ’till the lights out
+44 +65, I’m saving money for that flight now

[Chorus]
Feels like I’m on a roll, dices with the dots
This music stuff a real gamble, I ain’t playing with the slots
The bar I’m tryna set is parallel, yeah they could never cross
But I’m almost out of money, borrow pennies for your thoughts, uh

Feels like I’m on a roll, dices with the dots
This music stuff a real gamble, I ain’t playing with the slots
The bar I’m tryna set is parallel, yeah they could never cross
But I’m almost out of money, borrow pennies for your thoughts, yeah

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