Roomie 2 Lyrics

Puttin' us in trust and loyalty, yeah, for real

I've been tryin' to get it on my own, nigga, for real

Do you feel the pain that's in my heart

Do you feel the tension in the room

Can't go wrong

Married, used, honky, ain't had no amendment

Remember I had no gas, I still hit the field

Still talkin' bout shit, no shit get real

Still how I go in, still how I pay bills

I'm thinkin' bout paper, I just want mail

Uh, uh

How you gon' let a nigga touch your tip

I'm fuckin' with you and shit

Slice up

Came in the game and I'm poppin' my shit like a pimp

I don't want no drama

Cause I'd be a drama with these two

Hold on, that's my baby, she's a center flick

Turn up on these niggas, got these niggas sick

Keep on doin' your shit, just keep on doin' your stick

Turn up when I grind and I do my kick

Movin' around is God again, God again

Woke up just today, I had to thank God again

Do my job again

Do my job again

Do my job again

Again

Do my job again

And it's that, it's me