Rollin

(Clyde, you goated)

I ran this shit up by myself, it ain't a **** that I owe now

FaceTime my mama and Tiaja like, "We on now"

They can't turn me down, they done got me in my zone now

I ain't have a dime, look at all this shit I own now

You left me at my lowest when I needed you the most, how?

I ain't have shit, but it's cool, you can watch me pop it now

This the same me from school, yeah, bitch, I'm a rapper now

I got rich with my brothers, I'm forever rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Told valet to keep the Benz runnin' when I'm hoppin' out

Hey, I'm Chicken, baby, she say, "Oh, you the one that they been talkin' 'bout"

I don't want no love, bae, I want that mouth

Like how the fuck you let me down? I thought I could count on you

I gave you my love, how the fuck you gon' abuse it?

Free all of my thugs in correction institutions

Grindin' harder every day 'cause I ain't tryna lose

I been through some shit, I know you see these bullet wounds

I ain't got shit to prove to these ****

All this paper got me stuck, I been glued to this chicken

Is you rockin' or you rollin'? You can't lose when you with me

I'm really rich, let me show you how to move with these millions, uh

I ran this shit up by myself, it ain't a **** that I owe now

FaceTime my mama and Tiaja like, "We on now"

They can't turn me down, they done got me in my zone now

I ain't have a dime, look at all this shit I own now

You left me at my lowest when I needed you the most, how?

I ain't have shit, but it's cool, you can watch me pop it now

This the same me from school, yeah, bitch, I'm a rapper now

I got rich with my brothers, I'm forever rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Rollin', rockin', rollin', rockin' out

Walked inside the bank, this shit look like I robbed in walkin' out

Really rich and we them **** all the robbers talkin' 'bout

Boy, don't make me put this bag on you, make them walk you down

Lil Rich said put this bitch in track mode and spin the 'Hawk around

I done ran it up, now this shit stand up off the ground

My brothers and my sisters, mama, daddy, and my granny proud

I know you probably thought this shit was over when they sat me down

Rich, broke, now I'm rich again, bitch, I'm back around