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Rolling Rolling it doesn't go there doesn't go there it doesn't go there

I was poor growing up, but we owed it now Somehow I figured this shit out

Somehow I figured this shit out Too much pressure in the world that we living

Now Tell me how is this the world that we living

Now I, I, I, put too much pressure on myself

I, I, put, put too much pressure on myself Looked in the mirror, I ain't know what I

Was seeing back I'm off two right now, I watched it all play

Out I wrote the whole thing down, I was too low

To get that high Then we stayed up all night, We stayed up