Overall about difficult moments of disappointment and vulnerability. Having hope and longing, while remaining optimistic for the future. Encourages the belief that with each new morning there is a chance for things to improve.
The chorus offers a glimmer of optimism and a chance at a resolution and redemption in the future.
Captures the rollercoaster of emotions of feeling lost while loving someone who is not there for you, feeling let down and abandoned while waiting for a lover. Lost with no direction, "Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair, Nowhere to go, I can go anywhere"
The bridge shows signs of longing and a plea for companionship. The Lyrics express a desire for authentic connection and the importance of Loving someone just as they are. "Just in passing, I'm not asking. That you be anyone but you”
Sometimes I get high to free my mind
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Sometimes I get drunk, to past the time
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Sometimes I get high to get you off my brain
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Sometimes I like to get wasted
Sometimes I like to get faded
Sometimes I like, what?
I forgot what I was finna say
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Before the hoes' ever noticing
Bank was broken, full of overages
Who's the foul mouth spoke of this?
My heart was cold, so emotionless
Here here here, I can't hear my own thoughts
Yeah yeah yeah, silence every phone call
Too much thinking, and too much time in the attic
Too much drink, and too much weed for my habit
Too much passion, and too much swag for the average
Don't need to explain if you can't change what happened
Oh, loose hand shakes and fake smiles
More knives in my back than a steakhouse
Feeling like Em in 8 Mile
Lose yourself right now, I'm spaced out
Friends pretending they ain't enemies
Haters be whispering 'cause they envious
Numb all the pain I got in my memories
Who got the pill that they had in Limitless?
And now who says, now who says I can't get stoned?
And who cares, who cares, who's right, who's wrong?
If you find and be clear, a new life with new air, a new flight with new stairs
You might move on, and get faded
You might move on, and upgrade it
You might move on, and just get that bullshit out of the way
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something, right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something, right right right right
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Sometimes I get drunk, to past the time
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Sometimes I get high to get you off my brain
Is that alright?
Right right right right
Sometimes I like to get wasted
Sometimes I like to get faded
Sometimes I like, what?
I forgot what I was finna say
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something
Before the hoes' ever noticing
Bank was broken, full of overages
Who's the foul mouth spoke of this?
My heart was cold, so emotionless
Here here here, I can't hear my own thoughts
Yeah yeah yeah, silence every phone call
Too much thinking, and too much time in the attic
Too much drink, and too much weed for my habit
Too much passion, and too much swag for the average
Don't need to explain if you can't change what happened
Oh, loose hand shakes and fake smiles
More knives in my back than a steakhouse
Feeling like Em in 8 Mile
Lose yourself right now, I'm spaced out
Friends pretending they ain't enemies
Haters be whispering 'cause they envious
Numb all the pain I got in my memories
Who got the pill that they had in Limitless?
And now who says, now who says I can't get stoned?
And who cares, who cares, who's right, who's wrong?
If you find and be clear, a new life with new air, a new flight with new stairs
You might move on, and get faded
You might move on, and upgrade it
You might move on, and just get that bullshit out of the way
Right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something, right right right right
Let's roll up something, let's pour up something
Let's roll, let's pour, let's roll up something
Let's pour up something, right right right right
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Roll Up (Right) Lyrics as written by Bobby Ray Simmons
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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