[Intro A-Reece , IMP THA DON]

(How we gon' do this?)

(One, two, three)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Picture me rolling like Pac, uh

Nah, picture me rolling all this weed that I got

(These niggas thought we wouldn't leave the blocks, nigga)

Woo!

Yeah

Yeah

[Verse 1: A-Reece]

Picture me rolling like Pac

Nah, picture me rolling all this weed that I got

Nothin' less than a lot

There's nothing on the stove when I say I'm burnin' the pot

The ball was in my brother's court, he made sure to pass me the rock

Feeling like Kobe at the Rucker Park with the orangе top

Tomahawk dunking the shot

Tryin' to prove that I'm real & you not

Doеs not fill my pockets with knots

I already got it on lock

You should be earning your spot

Michael just sent me this chop, I'm 'bout to set it on fire

Add a little mint pepper sauce

Kicking raps, throwing punches like a Bellator sport, uh

You cannot critic the form

Your favourite rapper needs to put his best foot forward

Better yet, tell your favourite rapper I could write his best verse for him, uh

You cannot afford to wage war, you're still in the training course

I was a major tool in creating the wave they on

They study the way I move, maybe I should create a course, of course

I'm on track on every track, them niggas is off course

I quote, my brands are an extension of me

Who would've thought the king would be a kid from Danville extension three?

[Verse 2: IMP THA DON ]

Papa was a rolling stone

Now his young nigga's out here rolling cones

The godfather, call me Corleone

I'm on the rise so they call me Dawn

Smoking flowers got me in the zone

Get on the planet that I'm living on through these songs

The boy made the call, now you know what's going on

I've been rapping since the war started happening up in Lebanon

Michael chopped it so I had to get my shit off

I smoked the shit and get lost

Make music like a wizard

These niggas feel the blizzard

Not rolling with the Rizzla

We are not beginners

They better get the picture

The captain, I'm the skipper, uh