Ace Hood

Ace Hood - Before The Rollie lyrics

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feat. Meek Mill

Before the Rollie, before the fame

Before the money, before the game

Before them bitches

Before they ever knew my name

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

Them times was hard, I’m chasing money

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

The same circle, the same homies

My same niggas, no new friends

Since day one, nigga, no loose ends

Just a young nigga, out here every day

I’mma get it by any means, that was just my mind frame

Before the Gucci and Louie, before that Rollie, dog, I went do it

They nigga fuck with me when I was broke

You ain’t gonna stunt with me when I do it

Talk is cheap, gotta put in that work

Remember them days I was riding in the murk

No AC ‘cause the shit don’t work, plus no radio to make shit worse

I done come a long way and they know it

Fuck where you at, it’s about where you going

Can’t sit around and wait for no money, ain’t no “no, nigga can’t do it”

Boy, I did shit for my niggas, since day one I been a go getter

Now my money right and these hoes on me, hoe well, go figure

Before the Rollie, before the fame

Before the money, before the game

Before them bitches

Before they ever knew my name

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

Them times was hard, I’m chasing money

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

The same circle, the same homies

Ain’t never had shit for my dream

Ain’t never sell no work to them fiends

Ain’t never snitch and tell on my dogs

Waking up every day for that cream

Nigga, I was down and out in that field

So stressed out because of them deals

Ain’t no kind of hope in my city

Most my homies dead or in jail

Every night I tossed and I turned

Feeling like the devil all on my back

Still I’m praying times get better

Had a few thoughts sell in that pack

Boy, my momma will curse me a lot

Running her blood pressure so high

When that money coming in slow

It’ll be a couple homies that rot

I’m that same nigga from out of Deerfield

Ain’t shit changed but a rap deal

Got a lil’ money, niggas acting funny

Now I know my niggas in a trap field

Y’all rather me broke than be fucked up

And my same hood and those same chucks

I look back today and throw prayers up

And I never forget where I came from

Before the Rollie, before the fame

Before the money, before the game

Before them bitches

Before they ever knew my name

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

Them times was hard, I’m chasing money

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

The same circle, the same homies

Before the Rollie, man, it was cuffs

Hard times, man, shit was tough

I was told don’t trust niggas

Be the main ones to come and hit you up

Still riding round like I ain’t rich as fuck

Young niggas we clipping up

Before the Rollie hoes run it on me

Now I pull up on ‘em like “bitch, what’s up?”

Young niggas balling, fuck niggas hating

Before I had a Rollie, I ain’t had no patience

A nigga ran up on me, bitch ass situations

We cap and gown, you pussy niggas ain’t talking graduation

See, there was something about the Rollie when it touched my wrist

Something about the Rollie when I fucked your bitch

‘Cause it caught her eye and she sucked my dick

And she told you lies and you trust that bitch like hold up

Y’all niggas hating on me when all these bad bitches waiting on me

And all that shit you pray on me

And I still kill niggas like shame on me

Before the Rollie, before the fame

Before the money, before the game

Before them bitches

Before they ever knew my name

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

Them times was hard, I’m chasing money

Before the Rollie, before the Rollie

The same circle, the same homies

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