Lyrics Picture Me Rollin' Pt. 2 - Joey Fatts, Mike, Keys

Picture Me Rollin' Pt. 2 - Joey Fatts, Mike, Keys
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Picture Me Rollin' Pt. 2, artist - Joey Fatts. Album song Still Cutthroat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cutthroat
Song language: English

Picture Me Rollin' Pt. 2

Crusin down the main line
With a nine incase these niggas try to take mine
Shells hit his apple, in the hood we call that «facetime»
With this shit and if you think different then you done lost your damn mind
Ridin in a suburban with shit 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 bitches muzzled
My brothers taught me how to keep a hustle
And shoot first if a nigga touch you
Writin my niggas in the pen to keep em updated
Caught the next day, but a nigga up faded
Shit 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 nigga in the grind only get better with time
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 niggas dont try me cause I’m holdin
Drivin slow smokin
But if you don’t see me out just picture a nigga rollin
Top back screamin out «Money ain’t a thang!»
In a 5.0 lookin like a 93 Kane
Niggas 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 nigga on so these bitches down for chillin
But I don’t want relations, once I fuck, a nigga dippin
The lord is my witness
I’m like what with these hoes
Fuck em, never love em
Niggas gotta stick to the code
I gotta get to the dough
Cause a ho don’t want no broke nigga
On no low stackin figures
Why hate when you can stunt with us?
Pour out some liquor for my niggas who ain’t here
And let them shots fly before a nigga shed a tear
I’ll probably drive by, pistol grippin while I steer
Wasn’t shit last year, now I’m shittin on my peers

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Artist lyrics: Joey Fatts
Artist lyrics: Mike
Artist lyrics: Keys