Role

Woah, ayy, woah, ayy, woah, ayy, Quoiny Ayy, Know your roll, ayy, ayy, know your roll, ayy, ayy, know your roll, ayy, ayy Skrt, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woah, woah, ayy, woah, wait, woah, stop, know your roll, you digging yourself in a hole You gotta hold and fold, you bout to pop off like, Woah, stop, know your roll, you gotta give God control, Or it's gonna take a toll, nah, don't let it touch your soul Don't get it twisted, you don't run nun round here Feelings in a bunch, but we don't wipe our own tears, Our work not in the flesh, we gotta live by the spirit Just give it all to God, cause when you tell him, he hear it I was on go, bout to go hard, let him know, lil' pup, don't mess with a pro, I'm a real dog, so don't get exposed, teeth bite down when I come cutthroat Oh, yeah, you had my name in your mouth, now I gotta take you out Then God tapped me on the shoulder, told me, "boy, pipe down That's not the life that you're gonna live right now Cause if you didn't have me, it'll be lights out" I'm humbled, I swallow pride, no, I can't get ahead of my ride or die If I'm out of his will, it's a sacrifice, if I'm out of his will, I could lose my life Yeah, when I'm less, he makes me whole They bare bad fruit, gotta break the mold Strategic, we runnin a pick and roll, and y'all might not like it You don't get to pick and roll, oh, yeah I'ma just live in his order, I will not jump any borders You mad, cause you gotta do it when it gets hard, but, dawg, it's the fourth quarter Yeah, how you gon' win when it's tough, how you gon' live when it's rough? These opps boil my blood, they draggin' my name straight through the mud, God be like Whoa, stop, know your role, you diggin yourself in a hole You gotta hold and fold, you bout to pop off like, Whoa, stop, know your role, your gotta give God control Or it's gonna take a toll, nah, don't let it touch your soul Don't get it twisted, you don't run nun round here Feelings in a bunch, but we don't wipe our own tears Our work not in the flesh, we gotta live by the spirit Just give it all to God, cause when you tell him, he hear it, you bout to go there like Whoa, stop, know your role, you diggin' yourself in a hole You gotta hold and fold, you bout to pop off like Whoa, stop, know your role, you gotta give God control Or it's gonna take a toll, nah, don't let it touch your soul, Don't get it twisted, you don't run nun round here Feelings in a bunch, but we don't wipe our own tears Our work not in the flesh, we gotta live by the spirit Just give it all to God cause when you tell him, he hear it, Give it all to God, skrt