Rollin Wit The Homies

[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]
Bitches talk shit, they nigga won't back it up
You just moved to my city just to get fucked, yeah
You be talkin' all that WAP shit
And then get fucked 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 bitch 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 fuckin' 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 nigga, I'm prayin' that God bless me, man
This ain't GTA, life ain't a game, my nigga
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
Fuck the trouble, bruh, niggas is tryna double up, okay
Lately, gettin' back to the basics
Ain't shit up for debate, I'm gettin' after the paper, yeah
And tell Obama to put this shit on his playlist
I put that shit on my mama, nigga

[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