Roulette歌词
作词 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
作曲 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Smokin' on Sequoia, runnin' from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't goin' out like River Phoenix, I wanna enjoy all the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya
I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
I done told ya
When it comes to beefin', I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold their eyes open
Rip out their heart and let them all die soulless
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music (Eastside)
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Wait, I heard them say they want the old Gunner
**** 'em, I still turn coyotes into roadrunners
**** a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie sellin' crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turnin' back when I got cuffed
**** a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music (Eastside)
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
24/7 I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over somethin' so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm Spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And **** the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winnin' and they wanna see you finished, goddamn
作曲 : Colson Baker/William Lobban-Bean/Jacob Troth
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Smokin' on Sequoia, runnin' from my paranoia
Hollywood want me to come and live and die in California
I ain't goin' out like River Phoenix, I wanna enjoy all the spoils
I'm a golden boy like Oscar de la Hoya
I'm a soldier
Mask up like it's the end of October
Blowing doja in the streets with Mannie Fresh down in the 'Noia
I done told ya
When it comes to beefin', I ain't kosher
Bought a cobra just to keep you snakes closer
I conspire motive
Y'all can try and clone this
Get them lines quoted but Him and I know this
None of my opponents hold their eyes open
Rip out their heart and let them all die soulless
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music (Eastside)
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
Wait, I heard them say they want the old Gunner
**** 'em, I still turn coyotes into roadrunners
**** a family, I'll leave your ass with no brothers
It ain't no love when you become a man with no mother
That's what it was
I used to get my ass beat just because
I ran away, hit the trap, they couldn't make me budge
Junior year, my homie sellin' crack right off the bus
Knew that I wasn't turnin' back when I got cuffed
**** a charge, this a territory, y'all don't wanna march
Cemetery full of graves, I could finish what you started
Lost a milli when they sued me for a fight inside a bar
I hope you pussies think of me every time you see the scars
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music (Eastside)
This that mother****in' rider music
This that mother****in' rider music
All night when I'm roulette
Dirty, how many times you gon' play with death before you thirty?
But I'm chosen, so I'm roulette
With eleven of my closest, on a mission to get rich like Danny Ocean
How we roulette
All through traffic with this mob apparatus
These people want me in a casket, still I'm roulette
I heard Heaven got a place for me there
But I don't know if I'm goin', ah
24/7 I keep my eyes open, ready
All these sides show me they want me gone like I'm Makaveli
On the cross when they cross me over
Over somethin' so petty
Kill 'em all even if I die like Method Man did in Belly
I am Gun Kelly
Ain't shit you can tell me
Get me drunk and mad enough, I go pop the trunk at the Chevy
I'm a dad and a savage, this is not an image, I get it
Rap for currency, like I'm Spitter Andretti
And let it fall like confetti
Ball for my dawgs that got locked in the celly
And **** the one that turned on me, I will never forget it
You learn, it's your own homies you knew since the beginning
They see you winnin' and they wanna see you finished, goddamn
