Joey Fatts - Picture Me Rollin' lyrics

[Verse One] Crusin down the main line With a nine incase these n***as try to take mine Shells hit his apple, in the hood we call that "facetime" With this sh** and if you think different then you done lost your damn mind Ridin in a suburban with sh** for purchase Ain't goin back to my pockets hurtin, that's for certain Probably hittin a lick if I ain't on the block servin Osama with these llamas, I'm in your house with turban Just the struggle of the young and troubled On the block with the rock I make it triple double Got cold game to keep my b**hes muzzled My brothers taught me how to keep a hustle And shoot first if a n***a touch you Writin my n***as in the pen to keep em updated Caught the next day, but a n***a up faded sh** I'm gettin wasted, ongoing cases So give me a reason why I should not be squeezing Leave you leakin with this 45, I'm Jordan in '94 Ahead of my time, ain't heard of my kind before Name a veteran prime that's better than mine Young n***a in the grind only get better with time [Hook] Picture me rollin Neck and wrist frozen and swisher sweet blowin In the coup that I pile all the hoes in You know they golden Switchin me and friends We do this every weekened Ball even on the off-season Stuntin with my team and Bottles pop while these hoes jock When it stop we gon pile em in the drop And these n***as dont try me cause I'm holdin Drivin slow smokin But if you don't see me out just picture a n***a rollin [Verse Two] Top back screamin out "Money ain't a thang!" In a 5.0 lookin like a 93 Kane n***as gettin paid so the pigs tryna raid That's life or this cake, so we shoot em in the face That's the price you pay when you snitchin for a livin Tryna take all we got to feed our children See a n***a on so these b**hes down for chillin But I don't want relations, once I f**, a n***a dippin The lord is my witness I'm like what with these hoes f** em, never love em n***as gotta stick to the code I gotta get to the dough Cause a ho don't want no broke n***a On no low stackin figures Why hate when you can stunt with us? Pour out some liquor for my n***as who ain't here And let them shots fly before a n***a shed a tear I'll probably drive by, pistol grippin while I steer Wasn't sh** last year, now I'm sh**tin on my peers [Hook]