Ace Hood feat. Meek Mill Before the Rollie Lyrics

Trials & Tribulations Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Testimony
  • 2 Trials & Tribulations
  • 3 Another Statistic
  • 4 Before the Rollie
  • 5 We Outchea
  • 6 We Them Niggas
  • 7 The Come Up
  • 8 Rider
  • 9 Hope
  • 10 Pray For Me
  • 11 Bugatti
  • 12 How I'm Raised
  • 13 My Bible
  • 14 Mama
  • 15 Bugatti
  • 16 Fuck da World
  • 17 Have Mercy
  • [Bridge: Ace Hood]
    Before the rollie, before the fame
    Before the money, before the game
    Before them bitches
    Before they ever knew my name

    [Hook: Ace Hood]
    Before the rollie, before the rollie
    Them times were hard, I’m chasin’ money
    Before the rollie, before the rollie
    The same circle, the same homies

    [Verse 1: Ace Hood]
    My same niggas, no new friends
    Since day one, nigga no loose ends
    Just a young nigga, outchea every day
    I’mma get it by any means, that was just my mind frame
    Before the Gucci and Louie, before the Rollie dog I wont do it
    They nigga fuck with me when I was broke
    You aint gonna stunt with me when I do it
    Talk is cheap gotta put in that work
    Remember them days I was ridin’ ’round in that murk
    No A/C cause the shit don’t work, plus no radio to make shit worse
    I’da come a long way and they know it
    Fuck where you at its about where you goin’
    Cant sit around and wait for no money, aint no naw nigga cant do it
    Boy I did this shit for my niggas, since day one I been a go getter
    Now my money right and these hoes on me, ho well go figure (Hoodnation)

    [Bridge]

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Ace Hood]
    Aint never had shit for my dream
    Aint never sell no work to them fiends
    Aint never snitchin’ and tell on my dogs
    Wakin’ up every day for that cream
    Nigga I was down and out in that field
    So stressed out because of them deals
    Aint 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 nigga from out of Deerfield
    Aint shit changed except a rap deal
    gotta live nigga actin’ funny
    Now I know how niggas in the trap feel
    Ya’ll rather me broke than be fucked up
    And my same hood and those same chucks
    I look back today throw prayers up
    Now I never forget where I came

    [Bridge]

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Meek Mill]
    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 ridin’ round like I aint rich as fuck
    Young niggas we clippin’ up
    Before the rollie hoes run it on me
    Now I pull up on em like bitch whats up?
    Young niggas ballin’, fuck niggas hatin’
    Before I had a rollie, I aint have no patience
    A nigga ran up on me, bitch ass situations
    We cap’n gown you pussy niggas aint talkin’ graduation
    See there was something out there really wanna judge my wrist
    Something out there really when I fucked your bitch
    Cause it caught her eye, and she sucked my dick
    She told you lies, and you trust that bitch like hold up
    Ya’ll niggas hatin’ on me, when all these bad bitches waitin’ on me
    And all that shit you pray on me
    I still kill niggas like shame on me

    [Bridge]

    [Hook]

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