Joey Fatts - Picture Me Rollin' Lyrics
[Verse One]Crusin down the main lineWith a nine incase these niggas try to take mineShells hit his apple, in the hood we call that "facetime"With this shit and if you think different then you done lost your damn mindRidin in a suburban with shit for purchaseAin't goin back to my pockets hurtin, that's for certainProbably hittin a lick if I ain't on the block servinOsama with these llamas, I'm in your house with turbanJust the struggle of the young and troubledOn the block with the rock I make it triple doubleGot cold game to keep my *****es muzzledMy brothers taught me how to keep a hustleAnd shoot first if a nigga touch youWritin my niggas in the pen to keep em updatedCaught the next day, but a nigga up fadedShit I'm gettin wasted, ongoing casesSo give me a reason why I should not be squeezingLeave you leakin with this 45, I'm Jordan in '94Ahead of my time, ain't heard of my kind beforeName a veteran prime that's better than mineYoung nigga in the grind only get better with time[Hook]Picture me rollinNeck and wrist frozen and swisher sweet blowinIn the coup that I pile all the hoes inYou know they goldenSwitchin me and friendsWe do this every weekenedBall even on the off-seasonStuntin with my team andBottles pop while these hoes jockWhen it stop we gon pile em in the dropAnd these niggas dont try me cause I'm holdinDrivin slow smokinBut if you don't see me out just picture a nigga rollin[Verse Two]Top back screamin out "Money ain't a thang!"In a 5.0 lookin like a 93 KaneNiggas gettin paid so the pigs tryna raidThat's life or this cake, so we shoot em in the faceThat's the price you pay when you snitchin for a livinTryna take all we got to feed our childrenSee a nigga on so these *****es down for chillinBut I don't want relations, once I *****, a nigga dippinThe lord is my witnessI'm like what with these hoes***** em, never love emNiggas gotta stick to the codeI gotta get to the doughCause a ho don't want no broke niggaOn no low stackin figuresWhy hate when you can stunt with us?Pour out some liquor for my niggas who ain't hereAnd let them shots fly before a nigga shed a tearI'll probably drive by, pistol grippin while I steerWasn't shit last year, now I'm shittin on my peers[Hook]
