Roll Up
Young Buck feat. Kokane Lyrics

Roll up
Let's smoke some weed

It don't matter if it's some gas
We don't care what kind of weed it is, as long as we have some

Cigars, papers, whatever, nigga
We'll smoke it in any form

Crumbling Cookies, cracking the window, stuffing raw cones
We're breaking up the weed, rolling it up in different ways

Pops on the phone, "Buck, I need somethin' I can walk on"
Buck's father needs some good weed to sell

I'm not coming home, just told my bitch I'm gettin' my rock on
I'm not going back home, I'm going to hang out and smoke weed

Glock in my palm, I'm servin' the young niggas this heroin
I have a gun because I'm dealing drugs

Pull up and get some gas, nigga, right at the Chevron
Buy gas for your car at the Chevron gas station

That snitch can't do his job if he have no one to tell on
Without someone to snitch on, a snitch can't do their job

Can't do nothin' but rob when you have nothin' to dwell on
If you're broke, you're more likely to commit crimes

I put it up and when I took a fall, look what I fell on
I saved money and it saved me when I needed it

I'm sayin' roll this up for me
Can someone roll a joint for me?

I ain't never been weak, but I can barely sleep
I'm always strong, but I'm so busy and active that I can barely sleep

(Somebody roll this up for me)
Can someone please roll a joint for me?

I've been up for almost 48 hours, been countin' my cheese
I've been up for two days straight, counting my money

Step on Section 8, I watched some young niggas come under me
I succeeded in life, and saw some younger guys look up to me

Make the same mistake until they wakin' up in custody
They're making the same mistakes I did, and landing in jail as a result

Trap for what I want, I don't believe in havin' luck for me
I don't rely on luck, I make my own luck by hustling

Forgot them nights in the 'Nolia with Juvie really stuck to me
I remember the tough times I had in New Orleans with a rapper named Juvie

Maybe it's the backseat of that Lexus 400, me and BG
Maybe it's because of the times I rode around in a Lexus with rapper BG

Jimmy in the passenger and that chopper right next to me
Jimmy was sitting next to me with a gun

Guess it's wakin' up and Biz takin' me to see Pimp C
I remember waking up and going to see rapper Pimp C with Biz

Man, for both of them I'm hollerin' RIP, me and Bun B
I'm remembering two rappers who passed away, Pimp C and Bun B

Jayla got her first job, I told her, "Nothing comes free
I told my daughter that she needs to work hard for what she wants

You my daughter and Daddy got you, how rich can one be?
I'm reminding my daughter that even though we're not rich, we have each other

You can get on or get life, yeah, just from one key
You can either succeed in life or go to jail, based on one decision

I'm just kickin' it with y'all,
I'm just hanging out with you guys

Chun Li, can somebody roll this up for me?
Can someone please roll a joint for me while we hang out?

Let a real nigga speak, I never let 'em get to me
I don't let people get me down, I always stay strong

(I need y'all to roll this up for me)
Can you guys please roll this joint for me?

That's the life of a G, when you're livin' fast in tough streets
This is what life is like for a gangster living in difficult neighborhoods

I touched down for a nigga
I came through for a person I knew

I thought this nigga would have a bag (Roll this up for me)
I thought this person would have drugs, but since they don't, can someone roll a joint for me?

Fuckin' old mama type of nigga so I had to fall back
This person reminded me of an older woman, so I distanced myself from them

Death before dishonor
I would rather die than be dishonored

Knife in the back wounds came from my partner
I was betrayed by my own partner

Careful with karma, they do anything for a dollar
Be cautious of karma and people who will do anything for money

Like Wendy Davis stayed in touch with me through CorLinks
Wendy Davis, who is in prison, keeps in touch with me through CorLinks (a prison messaging system)

It's some people that appreciate it more than what you think
Some people appreciate small things more than you might expect

Brought some niggas to the well but they just wanted more to drink
I tried to help some people, but they wanted more than I could offer

Instead of tryna buy some cups, I'm watching more of us just sink
Instead of trying to fix the problem, we're just failing even more

Cover our bullet wounds with Band-Aids and tat our face with ink
Instead of addressing our problems, we're just covering them up

Shoot at anything that blink, since you niggas wanted to link
We're shooting at anyone who looks at us the wrong way, just because they wanted to be associated with us

To all my niggas deceased, pour some liquor for my G's
Let's pour out some liquor for our friends who have passed away

(KoKane, please roll this up for me)
KoKane, can you please roll a joint for me?

I'm still in these streets
I'm still living in the same neighborhood and still involved in the same things

Doin' what I gotta do to get my Cheese (What up, cuz? Roll this up for me)
I'm doing whatever it takes to make money, and can someone please roll a joint for me?

Doin' what I gotta do to get my Cheese (What up, son? Roll this up for me)
Again, I'm doing what I need to do to make money, and can someone please roll a joint for me?

I'm doin' what I gotta do to get my cheese (Roll up)
I'm working hard to make money and we should all smoke some weed