Before The Rollie lyrics

by

Chris Brown


[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them b*tches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
My same n*ggas, no new friends
Since day one, n*gga no loose ends
Just a young n*gga, outchea every day
I'mma get it by any means
That was just my mind frame
Before the Gucci and Louis
Before the Rollie dog I went through it
They ain't never f*ck 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 ridin' in the merk
No A/C cause the sh*t don't work
Plus no radio to make sh*t worse
I'da come a long way and they know it
f*ck where you at its about where you goin'
Can't sit around and wait for no money
Ain't no naw n*gga can't do it
Boy I did this sh*t for my n*ggas
Since day one I been a go getter
Now my money right and these hoes on me
Ho well go figure (Hoodnation)
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them b*tches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Ain't never had sh*t for' my dream
Ain't never sell no work to them fiends
Ain't never snitch and tell on my dogs
Wakin' up every day for that cream
n*gga I was down and out in that field
So stressed out because of them bills
Ain't no kinda hope in my city
Most my homies dead or in jail
Every night I toss and I turn
Feelin' like the Devil all on my back
Still I'm praying times get better
Had a few thoughts sell in that pack
Boy my mom gon' cuss me out
Runnin' her blood pressure so high
When that money comin' in slow
It'll be a couple homies that rot
I'm that same n*gga from out of Deerfield
Ain't sh*t changed but a rap deal
Gotta little money n*ggas actin' funny
Now I know how n*ggas in the trap feel
Ya'll rather me broke than be f*cked up
And my same hood and those same chucks
I look back today throw prayers up
Now I never forget where I came from
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them b*tches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Before the rollie man it was cuffs
Hard times man sh*t was tough
I was told don't trust n*ggas
Be the main ones to come and hit you up
Still ridin' round like I ain't rich as f*ck
Young n*ggas we clippin' up
Before the rollie hoes fronted on me
Now I pull up on em like b*tch whats up?
Young n*ggas ballin'
f*ck n*ggas hatin'
Before I had a rollie
I ain't have no patience
A n*gga ran up on me
Be a sad situation
We cap'n gown you pus*y n*ggas ain't talkin' graduation
See there was something 'bout that Rollie when it touched my wrist
Something 'bout that Rollie when I f*cked your b*tch
Cause it caught her eye and she sucked my di*k
She told you lies and you trust that b*tch
Like hol' up
Ya'll n*ggas hatin' on me
When all these bad b*tches waitin' on me
And all that sh*t you pray on me
I still kill n*ggas like shame on me
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them b*tches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies
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