Picture Me Rollin'

Picture me rollin' tippin' my chauffeur

**** look jealous, you gotta control it

Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda

Feelin' connected to God, tryna get closer

Steppin' on roaches, me in my locsters

Just tryna get over, tryna not to get swallowed by locus

Tryna stay focused kinda like Moses, like somebody chose us

This weight on my shoulders, I feel these emotions

But still I keep goin', I been to a poet

I been through the motions, I'm feelin' heroic

But life is a dice game, and I dare you to blow it

You might get a stripe man, but that ain't gon' pay for the strollers

It's never enough to console her, tell her your daddy a soldier

She need you right now in this moment

Not dead on your back pushin' roses

See me, I'm just carvin' a sculpture, I'm fine tunin' my approaches

Doublin' back as an owner

The moment of truth is upon us, call the promoters

Picture me rollin'

With my friends, not a worry

Then we get stopped by the police

Gotta make it home to my baby

'Cause these days snakes gon' crazy

Gotta make it home to my baby

'Cause these days they say me

Gotta make it home to my baby

Hold up, yeah, look

I bet I'ma make it home to my baby

Bang, bang, huh, yeah

I bet I'ma make it home to my baby

Mmm, I said

I bet I'ma make it home to you, baby