Keep on Rollin

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 Salute me when you see me, bitch, I'm the cook up boss
 $hifeLife up in this bitch, now you gotta break me off
 I party like a rockstar, you see me, hoe
 Henny where I put in work, best believe it, hoe
 See I am not a rapper, although, I'm something else
 So I'ma turn it up a notch 'cause I don't need these niggas help
 Fuck y'all, not you, I mean all of y'all
 I'm ESPN with this rappin' shit, check my stats on how I ball
 My elevator goin' up, I'm never slowin' up
 'Cause they gonna need a little more than lean
 'Cause I'm never givin' up
 I'm focused like I'm on some Adderall
 I got no review and no brakes, and I'm runnin' out of patience
 I don't know where I'm goin'
 I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
 I just keep on rollin'
 Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
 Look at all this blood on my hands
 Look at all these hands on my plate
 Niggas that say that they real
 They be the first ones to hate
 Look at all the shit in my life
 Did a lot of dirt to get striped
 But at the end of that night
 Still need more than sacrifice
 I'm the soul of Orlando, Cortez Phillips my family
 We still goin' commando, any business gets handled
 Once the picture is painted, ain't no way we can swerve
 Get out what we put in, everything we deserve
 Feelin' good, feelin' great, flights in and out of state
 Must be in my DNA, the way I keep this shit straight
 Fist full everyday, clips fool everyday
 For whoever wanna play, boy, I'm bustin' out the gate
 I don't know where I'm goin'
 I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
 I just keep on rollin'
 Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
 Uh, kinda like a Friday I feel
 Kinda like a highway I feel, yeah
 Hard white like a coke deal
 Rollin' with a spoke on the front wheel
 Hardly in the wind, I'm tuned in
 Let the grips underneath my rings, my teeth bling
 Permanent pirate, slum to the dirt
 Crown me king, imperial poet
 Lace my bud with LSD
 Picture me floatin' at 16
 Play with the Ouija board 'til the Devil lost his focus
 Mental wars, built me up
 Veteran soldier, pistol totin'
 Sharp as a sickle, drippin', broken
 Wish you would, I ain't hopin'
 Like a creek to an ocean eventually connects
 I found my way into that wave and rode it with respect
 Now some of these country boys are rappin', but have no intellect
 No introspective on the genre, just out there for that check
 But fuck the world, I'm no lie detector
 And if you're conscious does not affect ya
 Then slide ya products, find investors
 Monetize the lies you perfected
 That's a slippery slope to no end
 But, hey, that's the way it goes, then
 After the show, they close in
 When you're burnin' the wick at both ends
 I don't know where I'm goin'
 I just know where I've been, I've been, yeah
 I just keep on rollin'
 Wherever the wind is blowin', blowin', yeah
 Rollin', rollin', rollin' (yeah)
 Rollin', rollin', rollin'
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah