Rollin Wit The Homies lyrics

[Chorus: Kent Jamz]
I guess it's all on us now
(Locked and loaded)
I guess it's all on us
Ridin' with my homies, keep it lowkey
I been with the homies, not tryna get DP'd
I been with my OG's smokin' OG
Rollin' with my homies, keep it lowkey

[Post-Chorus: Kent Jamz]
Ooh, yeah
I guess it's all on us
I guess it's all on us, gangland
I guess it's all on us
I guess it's all on me, yeah

[Verse 1: Kent Jamz]
b*tches talk sh*t, they n*gga won't back it up
You just moved to my city just to get f*cked, yeah
You be talkin' all that WAP sh*t
And then get f*cked by the whole set
And on the set, I set it off like Queen Latifah, yeah
And on the set, I'm living single, Queen Latifah
And off top, my new bih don't even smokе no reefa
She just roll it, light it, hit it once, homie still ain't seen hеr yet
No cap, I feel like Tookie, Venice Beach, '73
No cap, I feel like Tookie, Venice Beach, '73
No flex though, yeah, no flex though
Somebody tell the Terminator I'm on death row
Took your b*tch and sang to her like Shug Avery in The Color Purple
But I ain't Suge Knight in 1995 in N-Y
At the Source Awards, on stage talkin' 'bout
If you don't want your CEO all up in your videos
Dancin' with the video hoes, then sign to Death Row, no
I, I
(I know)
[Bridge: Kent Jamz]
I know it's hard to sleep when you spend the night
I know you think of me, I keep you up at night
It's hard for me to breathe, like Bookie T at night, yeah
I still want you, but you don't know
I know it's hard to sleep when you spend the night
I know you think of me, I keep you up at night
It's hard for me to breathe, like Bookie T at night
Uh, I still want you, but you don't know it
Yeah, I guess it's all on us now (I know)
Uh-uh, yeah, yeah
I guess it's all on us

[Verse 2: Buddy]
Lately, been makin' the best music in my life
Can't keep f*ckin' hoes raw and rollin' the dice
Change gon' come, but it won't happen overnight
Long as it's keepin' me happy, I mean I guess it's aight
Coppin' a burner just in case somebody press me, I might
Kill a n*gga, I'm prayin' that God bless me, man
This ain't GTA, life ain't a game, my n*gga
If you get wasted, can't replace it, so I'm settin' the pace
If they don't let me in Heaven, I'm hoppin' the gates, uh
Ain't been to church in a minute, still keepin' the faith, uh
Walk in the 7-Eleven to cover my face
f*ck the trouble, bruh, n*ggas is tryna double up, okay
Lately, gettin' back to the basics
Ain't sh*t up for debate, I'm gettin' after the paper, yeah
And tell Obama to put this sh*t on his playlist
I put that sh*t on my mama, n*gga
[Chorus: Kent Jamz]
I guess it's all on us now
I guess it's all on us
Ridin' with my homies, keep it lowkey
I been with the homies, not tryna get DP'd
I been with my OG's smokin' OG
Rollin' with my homies, keep it lowkey

[Post-Chorus: Kent Jamz]
Ooh, yeah
I guess it's all on us
I guess it's all on us, gangland
I guess it's all on us
I guess it's all on me