Mali Angels Bet On Yourself Lyrics

Hook:
Roll a dice, bet on yourself

Better get up and do for yourself

That nigga p*ssy, give em the belt

Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf

Meek mill, heaven or hell
Uh, feel like hell in a cell

Can't f*ck with a rat I ain't f*cking with 12

Uh, you ain't saved by the bell

Come with a Mac never a dell

If they hating wishing them well

Made a call to my momma from jail

Said I'm here and I know you won't fail

Shit I knew I will always prevail

Give me the pen now I'm giving em hell

Smoking that Za you could tell by the smell

Niggas lie and they tell on themselves

Im a tweak
I gotta chill

Mama told me stop playing the field

Losing brothers ,shit getting a real

Gotta grind till I get me a deal

Gotta chance to compete in Miami

So I gotta put on for the family

Imma rap ain't no time for a plan b

Gotta put on for momma and granny

In the building I pay my deposit

I had to change my horizons

It ain't all about Rollies and diamonds

It's about if you really on timing

Lil booty, shawty a demon

Casamigo i tell em i need it

If you reach now a Nigga teaching

You a fool you ain't playing no defense

I don't follow nigga im a leader

I'm a tweak I was never a tweeter Niggas know I don't feen for a feature

I'm a keep her if shawty a keeper

Stepping in shaking the spot

Heard they watching the ice on my watch

f*ck a circle a I got me a dot

Shawty shaking she f*ck with my bop

Roll a dice, bet on yourself

Better get up and do for yourself

That nigga p*ssy, give em the belt

Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf

This rap shit more than a hobby

Shit I know it pay more than the lobby

I'll wait for a label to sign me

I'm working harder than Rocky

Giving my all yes indeed

He twitching hard like a feen

Kicks lighting up Billie Jean

Shit I'm Tryna see me and mine eat

Bitch I'm too hood for that hip shit

Boy I'm too real for the fake shit

I work the night and the day shift

I'm on some go and get paid shit

Im a tweak

I gotta chill

Mama told me stop playing the field

Losing brothers ,shit getting a real

Gotta grind till I get me a deal

I'm tryna get me a mansion

Shawty she rocking and dancing

The diamonds I rock really dancing

We into tripping and planning

Roll a dice, bet on yourself

Better get up and do for yourself

That nigga p*ssy, give em the belt

Gas in my lungs, top of the shelf
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