Rollin', rollin', rollin'

I can't lose my focus

Bringing up my past, but I'm past all that old shit

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

All my change is golden

Caught it from the punch shot, most of it was stolen

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rolly on my wrist in the jet jet

Going places like the kid on a field trip

Rollin', rollin', rollin' then it gets lit up

I'm been sick of coastin', bitch I gotta gas up

Bitch I gotta gas up

Snapchats from these groupies and they always ask "sup?"

I can't really stand the thought of being last up

So I swear to God I won't be last up, aye

[?] and give me love, aye

Some want my stuff but that shit tough, aye

Won't give it up without my funds, ooh

PM, I'm making money they making fun

How are my radio plays?

Raise that shit up like a wage

Well I got bars for days

I got these bars like acacia

I ain't married to the game

We ain't even get engaged

Your girl is up in my face

Soon as I step on the stage, yeah

Well I'm sick of feeling sad all the time

I said I wasn't, that's a goddamn lie

I been overstressin', she got me depressed

B-but fuck it everybody is gonna die

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

I can't lose my focus

Bringing up my past, but I'm past all that old shit

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

All my change is golden

Caught it from the punch shot, most of it was stolen

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rolly on my wrist in the jet jet

Going places like the kid on a field trip

Rollin', rollin', rollin' then it gets lit up

I'm been sick of coastin', bitch I gotta gas up

Bitch I gotta gas up

Hanging by a thread until my [?] pass up

Talkin' bout my worries like I'm never runnin' up

Trying to sip [?] I ain't never feelin' buzzed

Ne-ne-never independent so they filling up my cup

Ta-talking shit so she [?]

That's the story from the end, yeah

I'm the one she call her friend, aye

Gave her dick and then again, yeah

To [?] feeling my feelings [?]

Hit on my [?] but then I might [?] on my house

She finna pout, bringing that shit some doubt

Gave her the clout, now tell me what that's [?]

Worry about my past cause I catch up in advance

I ain't never battled [?]

Open up my chest as I open up my hands

And I always tell 'em I'm the goddamn man

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

I can't lose my focus

Bringing up my past, but I'm past all that old shit

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

All my change is golden

Caught it from the punch shot, most of it was stolen

Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Rolly on my wrist in the jet jet

Going places like the kid on a field trip

Rollin', rollin', rollin' then it gets lit up

I'm been sick of coastin', bitch I gotta gas up

Bitch I gotta gas up