Rollin
Game ft Kanye West Trae Tha T Lyrics

Comin' up as yungsta
Growing up as a young person

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

Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire
They have cars with bright colors, shiny wheels, and something mysterious in the style

Me, yeah I was lovin' it, but not old enough drive
The artist enjoyed watching the cars but was too young to drive

Parkin' lot pimpin' from the passenger side
The artist was hanging out in parking lots, admiring the cars from the passenger seat

I use to walk everywhere I had to show up
The singer had to walk to get around because they didn't have a car

Shoe hills, one down like wheel rubber, man I was about to go nuts
The singer wore shoes with heels that were worn down like a car's tires, and it was driving them crazy

Hopefully I would blow up in these rap game man
The artist was hoping to become successful in the rap industry

My people roll swanga's, I wanted to be rollin' the same thang
The artist's friends drove cars with flashy rims and they wanted to have the same style

Never had alot of work, but I was doin' what I could
Although the artist didn't have a lot of work, they were doing whatever they could to make a living

Movin' nickles, dimes, twenty's, and ounces all threw my hood
The singer sold drugs of various sizes in their neighborhood

Since I had a one yolla fines cash me up
The artist had a small amount of money from fines that they were given

Mean while thumpin' for a ride my homies pass me up
While waiting for a ride, the singer's friends drove by them without offering a ride

It's all gravy, when I'm able I'm a showin' all somthin'
The singer is okay with the situation, but when they are able to, they want to show off their possessions

From a hopte to a foreign, I'm ballin' it's all or nothin'
The singer went from having a cheap car to a foreign luxury car and they are living like it's all or nothing

Treat my feet with' designer to fine sneak's when I leave my home
The artist wears expensive designer shoes when leaving their home

Only place you catch me walkin' is to my mail box's
The only time the artist walks is when they are getting their mail

Cause on the streets I be on crome
The singer drives around on chrome wheels

Huh, I started off with' a canary yellow cutlass supreme on bald tire's
The singer started with a bright yellow car that had worn-out tires

Yeah I know I was out of line
The artist acknowledges that their car choice was not the best

But that was all I could find
The artist couldn't afford anything better

Or should I say that was all I could purchase for what I had to spend
The car was all they could buy with the amount of money they had

But at least I had somthin' to go from point A to B and
The singer was content with having a car that could take them places

No more offerin' gas money to get a lift
The artist no longer needs to offer gas money to get a ride because they have their own car

Besides when your driven it's easyer to get a chick
It's easier to impress someone if you have a car and can drive them around

So ani't no more parkin' lot pimpin' at the club I'm up in there
The singer no longer has to hang out in the parking lot trying to impress people because they can drive right up to the club

Seekin' little mama, with' thick thighs, I hope she let me in there
The singer is looking for a woman with curvy legs and hopes to take her to the club with them

Like swim wear, pull up to the motel, and we'll go in there
The artist is comparing their arrival at the motel to someone wearing a swimsuit and jumping in a pool

Nothin' left to do but comit a sin there
The artist plans on doing some immoral activities in the motel room

And that was in my hopte, but when I show up in my big body with' the gloss
The singer used to do inappropriate things in a cheap motel room, but now they have a nicer car and are more impressive

All of the boppers was boppin' I just could'nt shake'm off
The singer was surrounded by women who were interested in them and they couldn't get rid of them

Sixteen switches, tewnty-two inches, trunk goin' to war
The artist's car has sixteen different switches and twenty-two inch rims on the wheels, and a loud sound system in the trunk

They don't want to lay here with me, they want to lay in my car
The women the artist is with care more about their car than the artist themselves

I was lovin' it back then and still love it today
The artist appreciated their car back then, and they still appreciate it now

Except I'm not yellow cutlase no more, I'm 300 blue over gray, on chrome
The singer's car color has changed from yellow to blue over gray, but they still have chrome wheels

Finally I'm in the mix, ridin' twenty four's or twenty six
The artist is now part of the crowd that rides around in cars with 24 or 26 inch rims

My neck and my wrist lite, with' out me sellin' a brick
The singer has expensive jewelry without having to sell drugs to obtain it

Tv's in the roof and the dashboard and I'm watchin' a flick
The singer's car has television screens in the ceiling and dashboard and they're watching a movie

Rollin' with my pistol in my lap and I'm cockin' if
The singer has a gun on their lap and is ready to use it if necessary

I spy somethin' suspicious in my rear view mirror when I'm creepin'
The artist's car mirrors show them someone or something suspicious following them

If you plan on jackin' me I plan on leavin' you sleepin'
If someone tries to rob the artist, they plan to use their gun and leave the robber unconscious

I be in different vehicle cause I'm havin' thangs
The singer switches cars frequently because they have many different cars

King of the ghetto entertainment got me havin' change
The singer is making a lot of money in the entertainment industry

You can smell it on me, even tho quite, the way I live it be tellin' on me
Even though the artist isn't bragging, their lifestyle shows how much money they're making

Don't get twisted I'm still a felon homie
The artist is still a convicted criminal, even though they now have money

Thinkin' you goin' to rob me that's a N O
The artist is warning people not to try to rob them

And when I'm in N O I roll with god and as always Mr.Marsello
When the singer is in New Orleans, they have protection from God and Mr. Marsello

And they be with me when they in Texas don't par take it as a spy
The artist has the same protection in Texas and warns people not to try to spy on them

Harlum nights in stores where they drop it like it's hot
The singer goes to stores in Harlem at night where people are dancing to music

So if your tryin' to call me and I don't answer my phone
If someone tries to call the singer and they don't answer, they can't hear it because their music is too loud

I can't hear it cause my music to loud I'm bangin' on chrome
The singer's music is too loud and they are driving around with their chrome wheels