Rock N' Roll
Fam-Lay Lyrics

Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I'm living like a rockstar, getting money and doing what I want.

I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I'm wealthy and successful. I have a lot of cash and assets.

I got smoke to buy, coke for sale
I have a drug business. I buy drugs for personal use and sell them for profit.

Sold much coke, got coke in jail
I've been successful in the drug trade, but have also been caught and spent time in jail.

In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
I'm cruising around in a luxury car with my friend Pharrell, who is also successful in music and fashion.

This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
Pharrell and I are talented musicians with fresh, innovative styles.

But I'ma take you back to the early eighties
I'm reminiscing about a time when I was younger and hustling in the streets.

When my cousin Stacey had the pearl Mercedes
One of my family members had a fancy car that symbolized our success and wealth.

My aunt cousin Wack had the black on black
Another family member had a cool, sleek sports car.

Ac' coupe Legend with the gold in the back
Yet another family member had a pimped out car with gold accents.

I was just a lil' young'n runnin' wild as hell
I was a young, reckless kid causing trouble in the streets.

Runnin' round wild trynta get that mail
I was hustling and trying to make money by any means necessary.

Lil' shorty dudes trynta learn the grooves
Other young kids were following my lead and trying to copy my moves and style.

I was twelve years old brought it to the school
I was only 12 years old but was already selling drugs and making moves.

Cause I was quick to flip, quick to sell that shit
I was a fast and efficient drug dealer, always making deals and turning a profit.

You ain't from the hood, y'all don't know bout this
If you're not from my neighborhood, you don't understand my life and the struggles I've faced.

But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
If you can relate to my life and story, show your support by throwing your hands up.

Try to set up shop get glowed up
If you're trying to start a business and make money like me, keep grinding and hustling to succeed.

Hey, I'm the candyman, I got mo' than frozen cups
I'm like a modern-day Willy Wonka, providing people with drugs and other illicit goods.

I got your chop top sour diesel roll-ups
I have high-quality marijuana and am able to roll up blunts for my customers.

Fam! we can roll up (Star Track)
Hey friend, let's smoke together and enjoy our success.

But Fam! don't try to roll up (Star Track)
But don't try to take advantage of me or my success.

Don't make me pull these motherfuckin' fo's up
I'm not afraid to use violence to protect myself and my business.

Cause it's like that
That's just the way it is. Life in the streets is tough and you have to be strong to survive.

The fiends is dyin', things is lyin'
The drug addicts I sell to are dying from overdoses and my competitors are spreading lies about me.

Missin' on the streets, so the fiends is still buyin'
Even though people are missing and dying from drugs, addicts are still buying and using them.

Right on time and money on the mind and
I'm always on time and always focused on making money and staying ahead.

On them twenty-fo's, them bit-ches straight shinin'
I'm driving around on expensive, flashy rims and women are attracted to my success and wealth.

Fresh new kicks with the new outfit
I have a fresh new pair of sneakers to match my new clothes and style.

Got the all black top with the black on black
I'm wearing a black shirt to match my black sports car.

You ever see me creepin, just back on back
If you spot me in the streets, just leave me alone and back away quietly.

Cause I got that pump and it is gon' spit
I have a gun and will use it to protect myself and my business if necessary.

I ain't no punk and I ain't no snitch
I'm a tough guy and won't betray anyone or cooperate with the police.

From a place on Earth called Huntersville
I'm from a neighborhood or town called Huntersville.

Where people out there got love for real
People in my neighborhood really care about each other and look out for one another.

If a coward ever ran then it wasn't me
If someone was a coward and ran away from a problem, it wasn't me - I'm not afraid of anything.

I'll be on the curb movin' dubs and d's
I'll be on the corner selling small amounts of drugs like dubs (2 grams) and d's (10 dollars).

And if you ever bought a dub then it was for me
If you've ever bought a small amount of drugs, it's likely you bought it from me.

I ever get caught then it was to be
If I ever get caught by the police, it was meant to happen and I'll just deal with the consequences.

I'ma just make bail by my cousin E
If I do get caught, my cousin E will help me pay bail and get released from jail.

Back on the Porsche with the mobile phone
I'm driving around in a fancy Porsche with a mobile phone, showing off my wealth and success.

Like eleven in the mornin' them hoes to go home
I'm out late at night getting things done, while the women I'm with need to go home.

Trynta score and get this shit off quick
I'm always hustling and trying to score drugs to sell and make money as fast as possible.

But if you feel me, throw your bows up (Star Track)
If you can relate to my life and story, show your support by throwing your hands up.

Aww shit, this is the part when the fight just start
This is the part in my story when things start to get rough and violent.

When the fists get to swingin' and the four-fifths spark
People start fighting and guns might be pulled out.

And then the bitches get to runnin' and the bitch just scream
Women start screaming and running away.

And we spin off in Rolls and it's so damn clean
I quickly escape in my Rolls Royce and everything looks cool and clean.

I stand on my block, the cam on the spot
I'm standing on the street corner, watching and waiting for good deals to come my way.

My hands in my pocket, both hammers is cocked
I have guns hidden in my pockets and am ready to use them if necessary.

Waitin' for a nigga to just act up
I'm ready for someone to start trouble so I can retaliate.

My right hand big six, got my bait back up
I have a powerful gun (a big six) in my right hand and some other type of weapon (bait) in my backup hand.

Niggaz lookin' all jealous, lookin' mad as hell
Other people in the streets are jealous and angry about my success and wealth.

Actin' like lil' girls, like tattle-tales
They're gossiping and acting immature, like little kids who tell on each other.

Mad cause my right hand bad as hell
They're mad because I have a powerful, deadly weapon in my right hand.

I would've kept shootin', but I had a sale
I would have continued using my weapons if necessary, but I had an important deal to attend to.

See, I'm a crime boss three sixty-five
I'm always running my drug business and thinking about ways to stay on top and make money.

Lookin' for a Nina Ross, she just can ride
I'm looking for a woman named Nina Ross who can be my partner and help me run my business.

Picked up my cash and slide all sweet
I picked up my money and left quickly and smoothly.

Nigga tried to snatch ass, knocked his heart off beat
Someone tried to steal from me, and I knocked them down and scared them so badly that their heart rate went up.

Nigga talk trash like the shit all sweet
People talk badly about me like it's no big deal, but they don't know what I'm capable of.

Wont'cha all take the cash dogg, not off me
They should just take the money and leave me alone instead of trying to steal from me directly.

Hustlin's in my veins - you cannot stop it
I was born to hustle and make money, and it's a part of who I am.

Walkin' on the block with life in my pocket
I'm always on the street corner with cash and drugs in my pockets.

I'm trynta score and get this shit off quick
I'm hustling hard and trying to sell drugs and make money as fast as possible.

You ain't from the ghetto, y'all don't know bout this
If you're not from my neighborhood or background, you won't understand the struggles I've faced and the life I'm living.