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Roof Video (MV)




Performed By: Kevin1100
Language: English
Length: 3:29
Written by: Kevin Adams




Kevin1100 - Roof Lyrics
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Been a little minute, but I'm back up in it
People thought I finished, but a nigga got dreams
Nigga out of Kemet, only here to win it
Speeding past the limit, still ridin' in the Jeep
Had a white one, then I got it blacked out
Had a little bitty then she had to act out
Now I'm riding dirty by myself in the south
And I got the windows tinted I ain't letting them down
Baking soda make it stretch, flip
Ice was froze I mad it wet, drip
Ain't in no gang, I never set trip
Just get some money that's my best tip
I walk the earth with God inside, lit
I talk my verse the beat I ride, hit
Tried not to curse but then I lied, shit
And though you smoking loud you can't get high as this
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof
Every time I'm rappin' but it ain't no cappin
I be feeling pressure, so I gotta be great
Wrote it in a message then I went meditate
Got rid of all my stresses, then I went and got laid
Every time it happen, I'm thinking bout blacking out
I'll unleash the crackin until I'm packin the house
I be going massive just tryna master the sound
Then pass it to my bro cuz you know know we smoking that loud
Baking soda make it fresh yes
Over quota cuz that's the best
She wanna feel the O, it's time to press
Cross you over from the South to West
Like a knight making L's while I'm playin' chess
You can bring your beef
But have you seen me chef
So if you want it with ya boy you better bring your vest
Or a whole f*ckin' suit so we can do business
Baking soda strong as hell
Arm and Hammer finna hit the nail
On the head I build you up
Set you loose and then I wish you luck
Give you time, don't watch it tick
Get some ends and make your pockets flip
Strap on in this is a rocket ship
And I'm out of here like the apocalypse
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
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Been a little minute, but I'm back up in it
People thought I finished, but a nigga got dreams
Nigga out of Kemet, only here to win it
Speeding past the limit, still ridin' in the Jeep
Had a white one, then I got it blacked out
Had a little bitty then she had to act out
Now I'm riding dirty by myself in the south
And I got the windows tinted I ain't letting them down
Baking soda make it stretch, flip
Ice was froze I mad it wet, drip
Ain't in no gang, I never set trip
Just get some money that's my best tip
I walk the earth with God inside, lit
I talk my verse the beat I ride, hit
Tried not to curse but then I lied, shit
And though you smoking loud you can't get high as this
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof
Every time I'm rappin' but it ain't no cappin
I be feeling pressure, so I gotta be great
Wrote it in a message then I went meditate
Got rid of all my stresses, then I went and got laid
Every time it happen, I'm thinking bout blacking out
I'll unleash the crackin until I'm packin the house
I be going massive just tryna master the sound
Then pass it to my bro cuz you know know we smoking that loud
Baking soda make it fresh yes
Over quota cuz that's the best
She wanna feel the O, it's time to press
Cross you over from the South to West
Like a knight making L's while I'm playin' chess
You can bring your beef
But have you seen me chef
So if you want it with ya boy you better bring your vest
Or a whole f*ckin' suit so we can do business
Baking soda strong as hell
Arm and Hammer finna hit the nail
On the head I build you up
Set you loose and then I wish you luck
Give you time, don't watch it tick
Get some ends and make your pockets flip
Strap on in this is a rocket ship
And I'm out of here like the apocalypse
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
Shoot out the roof... yeah
Think I might shoot out the roof... yeah
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Writer: Kevin Adams
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