I got my mind on my money I know they wanna take it from me so I keep
It on me Still on some broke shit, deny we not homies
But I got a couple ex pills if you sleepin' on me
I wake up to get my cake up I don't really say much
Cause I'm really with the shit There's some niggas who hate us
All my rims stolen, gettin' off Cause I'm a Trojan and that spaceship gettin
Loaded Yeah, picture me rolled
Probably one of your exes Soon as y'all fall out, we textin
I can screenshot but I ain't messin' I can put you out of your feelings
Now I'm blocked and they don't want no dealings Got my phone if it ain't boutta me
I ain't get out here and go get it And I'm still grindin
Ain't nobody from me shittin' Yet I'm still shinin
Tell them suck my dick Cause I did it by myself
And I still don't need your help I'm stamped, I got receipts
I put that on the scent I rep And I'm still rollin
Until they take me out, still got my last bag I'm savin' it for a drought
So I can triple what I paid Got y'all to workin' like a slave
Now I walk inside the store And everything is tailor made
And I'm still crooked So tell them watch the way they lookin
I just bought some bullets I'm a killer so don't push me
When you see me, picture that Ran it up, then ran it back
Another whip after that Run it up, then run it back
Picture me rollin' I got my mind on my money
I know they wanna take it from me So I keep it on me
If you still on some broke shit Then nah, we not homies
But I got a couple ex pills If you sleepin' on me
I wake up to get my cake up I don't really say much
Cause I'm really with the shits There's some niggas who hate us
All my rims stolen, gettin' off Cause I'm a Trojan
And that spaceship gettin' loaded Yeah, picture me rollin
Probably one of my exes Sometimes I double back
She only love me cause I got a set Catch a plane and run it back
Now she wanna go shoppin' I told her chill, that's on the rear
Cause you know a nigga got options She tryin' to hit Rodeo Drive
And I'm tryin' to go to Compton I'm really tapped in, you better ask about me
So tell them niggas quit talkin' Yeah, I call the fights to pull up on Slauson
I met a plug and he tried to play Had me out 90 days and I choked
And I'm still rollin' Still by myself cause I don't give a f*ck
If you got a chain, better have it tucked No internet, I'm pullin' up
Cause I don't do the rap beef When it come to that, I got Shaq feet
Still catchin' sales on the back streets Found some residue in from last week
Turn a car wash into a truck spot That's the reason I don't give a f*ck of my album fly
That's the reason I'm hoppin' out like Methaman Like, look at my watch, I really came from the bottom
Now we on our way to the top Picture me rollin
I got my mind on my money I know they wanna take it from me
So I keep it on me If you still on some broke shit
Then nah, we not hoes But I got a couple ex-pills
If you sleepin' on me I wake up and get my cake up
I don't really say much Cause I'm really with the shit
Just ask them niggas who hate us All my rims stolen, gettin' off
Cause I'm a Trojan in that spaceship gettin' loaded
Yeah, picture me rollin