Slow Your Roll

(Hit-Boy)

Slow your roll

Slow your roll

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold

Slow your roll

Slow your roll

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold

I'm begging you with tears in my eyes

You don't wanna take that ride

You don't wanna live this life

Don't waste your precious time

Ooh

The struggle is real (

The struggle is real

)

The pain that I feel (

The pain that I feel

)

Blood, sweat, and tears

I put in the years

I faced all my fears, oh

Slow your roll, just be yourself

Don't never try to be nobody else

Young rider, understand

I comprеhend times is hard

But you don't wanna be bеhind them bars

Young killer, this ain't it

I know a young nigga live with no regrets

Nobody get tricked by this shiny shit on my neck

Don't get brainwashed by a chick, lose your life in a flick

Don't fight, don't throw fits

Just let her ass throw fits

Wanna impress me? Press these dirty, old leaves

Wanna impress me? Press that dirty-ass judge

Wanna impress me? Press these dirty politicians

All these laws, all these prisons

Justice mean just us, nigga[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

Slow your roll

Slow your roll

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold

Slow your roll

Slow your roll

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold

And the fans, homies threw me to the wolves

Bogart from TS put me in a catch 22

Almost lost my life off of black and some tree

On the yard hella deep at Beaumont USP

Gave orders to Overkiller G

Keep stabbing even if you think he sleep

Just a little different game, how to beat a body

The DA can't prove which dunce really got him

Investigators call me, I declined to respond

On God, I ain't never snitched on my mama's mom

Wasn't born like that, I was raised that way

I was born a king, but all my life, been a slave (On the gang)

You wanna bang on me? Bang on the IRS

You wanna bang on me? Bang not to pay them taxes

You wanna bang on me? Bang on the bail bonds

You wanna bang on me? They took the house from your moms[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign &

Big Hit

]

Slow your roll (

Slow your roll

)

Slow your roll (

Pump your brakes, little homie

)

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold (

Uh

)

Slow your roll (

Slow your roll

)

Slow your roll (

In turn, win the race

)

The ghetto's so cold

Everything glitter ain't gold

I'm begging you with tears in my eyes

You don't wanna take that ride

You don't wanna live this life

Don't waste your precious time

Ooh

The struggle is real (

The struggle is real

)

The pain that I feel (

The pain that I feel

)

Blood, sweat, and tears

I put in the years

I faced all my fears, oh