Rollin
A.C. & Terra Lyrics

Comin' up as yungsta
Starting off as a young person

Watchin' the OG's in the hood while they flossin' in they rides
Observing the older generation in the neighborhood show off their cars

Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire
The older generation's cars have an attractive appearance

Me, yeah I was lovin' it, but not old enough drive
Being too young to drive, but enjoying what's around

Parkin' lot pimpin' from the passenger side
Admiring cars while sitting in the passenger seat

I use to walk everywhere I had to show up
Walking to get to places

Shoe hills, one down like wheel rubber, man I was about to go nuts
Having issues with shoes that resulted in not being able to walk properly

Hopefully I would blow up in these rap game man
Hoping to become successful in the world of rap

My people roll swanga's, I wanted to be rollin' the same thang
Wanting to have a car like what the people in the community have

Never had alot of work, but I was doin' what I could
Not having a lot of opportunities, but making the most of them

Movin' nickles, dimes, twenty's, and ounces all threw my hood
Selling drugs in the neighborhood

Since I had a one yolla fines cash me up
Making enough money to pay fines

Mean while thumpin' for a ride my homies pass me up
Trying to get a ride from friends, but being ignored

It's all gravy, when I'm able I'm a showin' all somthin'
Being happy with where things are and showing off what one has

From a hopte to a foreign, I'm ballin' it's all or nothin'
Making the most of everything, transitioning from a cheap car to a foreign one

Treat my feet with' designer to fine sneak's when I leave my home
Wearing expensive shoes when leaving the house

Only place you catch me walkin' is to my mail box's
The only time walking is acceptable is when going to get the mail

Cause on the streets I be on crome
Driving on chrome rims

I'll keep rollin' chrome
Continuously driving with chrome wheels

Wood grain is what I'm holdin' on
Holding onto the steering wheel with wood grain details

Huh, I started off with' a canary yellow cutlass supreme on bald tire's
Beginning with a yellow car that had bald tires

Yeah I know I was out of line
Understands that it was not the best car

But that was all I could find
That was the only car available

Or should I say that was all I could purchase for what I had to spend
Having limited funds to buy a car

But at least I had somthin' to go from point A to B and
Having a car to at least get around in

No more offerin' gas money to get a lift
No longer having to pay for gas to get a ride

Besides when your driven it's easyer to get a chick
Being able to drive and pick up girls

So ani't no more parkin' lot pimpin' at the club I'm up in there
No longer admiring cars in the parking lot, but inside the club

Seekin' little mama, with' thick thighs, I hope she let me in there
Looking for a girl with certain physical characteristics to go inside with

Like swim wear, pull up to the motel, and we'll go in there
Looking for a place to go with the girl

Nothin' left to do but comit a sin there
Sinning with the girl in the motel

And that was in my hopte, but when I show up in my big body with' the gloss
Switching from the cheaper car to a more expensive one

All of the boppers was boppin' I just could'nt shake'm off
Girls could not resist the expensive car

Sixteen switches, tewnty-two inches, trunk goin' to war
Having a car with multiple features and a loud trunk

They don't want to lay here with me, they want to lay in my car
Girls are more interested in being in the car than being with the person

Except I'm not yellow cutlase no more, I'm 300 blue over gray, on chrome
Upgrading from the yellow car to a blue one with chrome rims

Finally I'm in the mix, ridin' twenty four's or twenty six
Experiencing a new level of success, driving with larger rims

My neck and my wrist lite, with' out me sellin' a brick
Having expensive jewelry without selling drugs to get it

Tv's in the roof and the dashboard and I'm watchin' a flick
Entertainment features installed in the car

Rollin' with my pistol in my lap and I'm cockin' if
Having a gun in the car in case of danger

I spy somethin' suspicious in my rear view mirror when I'm creepin'
Noticing something strange behind when driving slowly

If you plan on jackin' me I plan on leavin' you sleepin'
Reacting with violence if someone tries to rob him

I be in different vehicle cause I'm havin' thangs
Switching cars often due to a high level of success

King of the ghetto entertainment got me havin' change
Being rich and powerful in the ghetto entertainment scene

You can smell it on me, even tho quite, the way I live it be tellin' on me
Having a noticeable scent due to success and lifestyle choices

Don't get twisted I'm still a felon homie
Not letting success get in the way of legal troubles

Thinkin' you goin' to rob me that's a N O
Warning others against trying to rob him

And when I'm in N O I roll with god and as always Mr.Marsello
Associating with religious beliefs and a particular person when in New Orleans

And they be with me when they in Texas don't par take it as a spy
Being associated with others when in Texas, but not in a suspicious way

Harlum nights in stores where they drop it like it's hot
Going out to certain stores in Harlem and dancing

So if your tryin' to call me and I don't answer my phone
Not answering the phone due to loud music

I can't hear it cause my music to loud I'm bangin' on chrome
Being too focused on the music and driving with chrome rims