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Petey Pablo

Roll Off

 

Roll Off

(album: Still Writing In My Diary: 2nd Entry - 2004)


Who rang my phone?
That boy gonna be a singer one day for real

Naw man get serious for a minute

I said
And I said
And I said
Cause he told me, cause he told me, cause he told me

[Hook]
Why should I worry about what people say?
When they gonna talk about me anyway
They gonna make up all sort of thangs
I just got to be the bigger man
And let it roll off
The talk don't bother me
I believe in me if nobody else does
And let it roll off
Just like the water on the feather of a dove's back, yeah, I said

You know it probably wouldn't worry me so much
If I was out there and behind closed doors
I was what they call caught up
Stealing donkin and drugs, living reckless
And taking advantage of all I worked so damn hard for
Really needed help, but afraid to ask
Lonely, depressed, or just needed someone else
On the verge of giving up, paranoid, scared
Totally overlooking how much I been blessed
How could you understand what you say they said
And most of all why they said it, and I just nod my head
When you wrong you're wrong, I'll admit it
I'll confess to anything if I did it
But to spread unnecessary lies, I don't get it
How could you find enjoyment in my business?
You know what, forget it
Talk my nigga
If you wasn't talking about me, I probably miss ya

[Hook]

Petey doing this, Petey doing that
I seen Petey here, but what he doing there?
Why you don't come and ask
It ain't gonna make me mad
I respect that more than you doing it like you have.
Bothering my family scaring them to death
Why you talking to them about me
When you can talk to me yourself
I might blast back, lose it
And tear into your ass
Or I could be a man about it
And talk and clear the air
But you don't never know that cause you won't take the chance
What that mean? You missing something in the crotch of your pants
He can make me laugh
Cause sometime the story can be so outrageous
can't say nothing but damn
You know what I really am?
Beyond that
Her momma told me something one day
And I ain't forgot it
If they scared to my lie to my Heavenly Father's precious name
Then who am I to complain?

[Hook]

I don't care, go head
Stop, get away from here
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone
I don't care, go head
Stop, get away from here
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone

The rumors you spread don't bother me
The lies you telling don't bother me
I thought about it
And I wouldn't be no better than you

I don't care, go head
Stop, get away from here
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone

[Hook x2]

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