Rollin'
Juice Feat. The Game Lyrics


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Will I ever change in this life?
My grandma said I'll never change and she right
Y'all think that L.A. gang banging shit hype?
Well you finna' find out what the game be like

Will I ever change in this life?
My grandma said I'll never change and she right
Y'all think that L.A. gang banging shit hype?
Well you finna' find out what the game be like

Red rag on my rear view
No tint in the Porsche, see clear through
God screaming up out them speakers
So loud that a nigga can't hear you
Wake up to a diamond cross, I'm a Christian
Got a nigga feeling like Obama 'nem
Niggas shot out my windows, they jealous and envy
They spit on my 'Rari, they keyed up my Bentley
They went at my top dog like Ab-Soul and Kendrick
I said I'm a killa', god damn it I meant it
I said I sold crack, nigga bubbling skillets
At my grandma's house, I was selling work in it
And god bless her soul, she died
Back out the four, load up the five
Pop up the trunk, load up them pies
Aye 'Ye, ain't this how them niggas do it in the Chi?
Vice Lords, GD's
Crips, Bloods and Impala's on gold D's
Yesterday a nigga swore he was a man in the hood
Now he begging for his life on both knees
I'm a killer, no codees
Ask 40 Glocc, niggas don't know me
Got a problem blood, then come show me
I'm on Rosecrans ing them Kobe's
Got diamonds off in my Rollie
Granddaddy stuffed in my stogie
Motherfuck them Axel Foleys
Where I'm from, niggas shooting at the police
Man these fuck niggas got me screwed up
I'm like Papa Smurf in that blue truck
Red hat, red pants
Walking inside dreams with the kush in my hand - I'm

Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up

Young nigga 15, broke, livin' the scene
Sawed off in my pants, 'bout to go make the lean
Finna' rob me a nigga who's money wasn't the same
Somebody gon' give it to me, or get one up in the brain
Mama used to stroke it just to feed me scraps
Every Saturday, it was YO! MTV raps
Got sick of looking at other niggas that ain't deserve it
So I followed my older brother to beat these traps
I ain't worried about the love, I've seen everything
The hood hot, like the devil had it off in his hands
Send a strap your way, I seen a couple of fans
Last pack, I took that and a couple of bands
If I ain't hustle to eat, I was doing that sippin' Screw
But they would give it to me, everyday I was paying dues
I was a young wild nigga missing a couple screws
In the hood, when I'm scared, only thing I'mma use, when I'm...

Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up

Mane, hold up
Young and I leans with a cup full of lean, and a 4-0 tucked
No more sleep, gotta get more bucks, OG rolled up
Stakes are high, so I pray to God the folks don't roll up
Big sister told me I need to grow up
But I need that money, better not crumb me
Pockets fat as my codeine tummy
Trying to get blow like my nose was runny
I work for mine, you can't take that from me
Wrap it up, like Egyptian mummy
And have it ready when I roll on up
Stacking dough on up, from the floor on up
And I'm all through the hood like ice cream trucks, just rollin'

Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up

Keep kush rolled, that dream I'm holding
In the candy Caddy' with with ninety molding
Bought a drop, put it in the shop
But everything I got, on that bitch stolen
Had a grill but couldn't afford the wheels
Had paint, but it wasn't candy
Kick endo to try and get that dough
Whole family know, so they couldn't stand me
Run and tell your mama, come get your son
Mama like damn, what the hell he done
Brother had bricks, but didn't give me shit
So when he went to the pen, I ain't send him shit
Mama at work, so I ran the house
Ray on lock, so now I'm the boss
Turn that face up like the Mary Jane
I was slanging 'caine, got us all kicked out

Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up

From Compton, all the way to Chi-Town
Back on down to Houston, Texas baby
Trae The Truth, Z-Ro, Slim Thugga
Paul Wall, Common, Kanye West, and The Game
Jesus Piece
Either you got one, you want one




Or you bout to rob a nigga for one
So what it's gon' be nigga?

Overall Meaning

In the song "Rollin'," featuring The Game, Juice WRLD reflects on his life as a gang member, and how the streets have shaped him into the person he is now. The song begins with a somber reflection on life, with Juice asking if he'll ever change. The answer comes when he remembers the words of his grandmother, who is certain that he'll never change.


Juice WRLD acknowledges that people might think that gang activity in Los Angeles is just hype, but he lets them know that they're about to find out what the game is really like. He talks about the violence that he has experienced, referencing how people have shot out his windows, spit on his car, and keyed his Bentley. But despite these challenges, he remains defiant, proclaiming that he's a killer and daring anyone to challenge him.


The second verse sees Juice WRLD describing his experiences growing up in the streets. He talks about the struggles and the desperation that he faced. He recalls how he used to watch YO! MTV Raps every Saturday to escape the harsh reality of his surroundings. He also talks about how he was motivated to succeed in the gang life, inspired by his older brother who was already involved in the street life. He had to hustle to survive and make a living, but he knew that things would never come easy.


Juice WRLD runs through his adventure, recounting all that he endured in the hood. He uses drug use and sales as a symbol of this life, describing himself as rolling as he moves through the day. He ends the song by mentioning his collaboration with other artists from Chicago and Houston, highlighting a common thread of grinding for success and dealing with the harsh reality of the streets.


Line by Line Meaning

Will I ever change in this life?
Am I capable of transforming myself in this lifetime?


My grandma said I'll never change and she right
My grandmother believes that I will always remain the same, and she is correct.


Y'all think that L.A. gang banging shit hype?
Do you all believe that the gang activity in Los Angeles is exciting?


Well you finna' find out what the game be like
You are about to discover the reality of the dangerous lifestyle.


Red rag on my rear view
I display a red bandana on my rearview mirror.


No tint in the Porsche, see clear through
The windows of my Porsche have no tint, allowing for clear visibility.


God screaming up out them speakers
The sound of God is so loud in my speakers that I cannot hear anything else.


So loud that a nigga can't hear you
The volume is so high that I cannot hear anything you are saying.


Wake up to a diamond cross, I'm a Christian
I start each day by seeing my diamond cross necklace, representing my Christianity.


Got a nigga feeling like Obama 'nem
I feel powerful and influential, similar to Barack Obama and his associates.


Niggas shot out my windows, they jealous and envy
Individuals shot at my car windows because they are envious and jealous of my success.


They spit on my 'Rari, they keyed up my Bentley
They disrespected my Ferrari by spitting on it and vandalized my Bentley by keying it.


They went at my top dog like Ab-Soul and Kendrick
They targeted my close associate, who is as important to me as Ab-Soul and Kendrick Lamar are to their respective groups.


I said I'm a killa', god damn it I meant it
When I claimed to be a killer, I truly meant it with conviction.


I said I sold crack, nigga bubbling skillets
I confidently stated that I used to sell crack cocaine and made a substantial profit from it.


At my grandma's house, I was selling work in it
I conducted my illegal drug selling activities from my grandmother's residence.


And god bless her soul, she died
Unfortunately, my grandmother has passed away and I pray for her soul.


Back out the four, load up the five
I retrieved my firearm, loaded it, and prepared for potential conflict.


Pop up the trunk, load up them pies
I accessed the trunk of my vehicle and loaded it with illegal substances (drugs).


Aye 'Ye, ain't this how them niggas do it in the Chi?
Hey, Kanye West, isn't this the way people in Chicago handle situations like this?


Vice Lords, GD's
Referring to the Vice Lords and Gangster Disciples, two prominent gangs in Chicago.


Crips, Bloods and Impala's on gold D's
Mentioning the Crips and Bloods, two rival gangs, and their customized Chevrolet Impala cars with gold wheels.


Yesterday a nigga swore he was a man in the hood
Just yesterday, an individual confidently declared that he was the dominant figure in the neighborhood.


Now he begging for his life on both knees
Now, he is desperately pleading for his life while on his knees.


I'm a killer, no codees
I am a murderer with no accomplices.


Ask 40 Glocc, niggas don't know me
You can ask 40 Glocc, a rapper, about me, as people are unfamiliar with my true identity.


Got a problem blood, then come show me
If someone has an issue, they should confront me directly.


I'm on Rosecrans ing them Kobe's
I am located on Rosecrans Avenue, dealing drugs while wearing Kobe Bryant shoes.


Got diamonds off in my Rollie
My Rolex watch is adorned with diamonds.


Granddaddy stuffed in my stogie
I have marijuana (granddaddy) rolled inside my cigar (stogie).


Motherfuck them Axel Foleys
I have no regard for those who resemble Detective Axel Foley, a character from the movie Beverly Hills Cop.


Where I'm from, niggas shooting at the police
In my neighborhood, individuals are known to take shots at law enforcement officers.


Man these fuck niggas got me screwed up
These individuals have greatly confused and angered me.


I'm like Papa Smurf in that blue truck
I am similar to Papa Smurf, a character from The Smurfs, driving a blue truck.


Red hat, red pants
I am sporting a red hat and red pants.


Walking inside dreams with the kush in my hand - I'm
I am confidently strolling through my dreams while holding marijuana (kush) in my hand.


Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' them drugs up
Engaged in the process of rolling and smoking drugs (marijuana).


Young nigga 15, broke, livin' the scene
As a young 15-year-old, I was impoverished and immersed in a certain lifestyle.


Sawed off in my pants, 'bout to go make the lean
I concealed a sawed-off shotgun in my pants, preparing to engage in illegal activities involving the dangerous drug lean.


Finna' rob me a nigga who's money wasn't the same
I was planning to steal from an individual who did not possess a significant amount of money.


Somebody gon' give it to me, or get one up in the brain
Either the person I intended to rob would willingly hand over their money, or they would suffer from a head injury.


Mama used to stroke it just to feed me scraps
My mother would perform sexual acts to obtain food for me.


Every Saturday, it was YO! MTV raps
On Saturdays, I would watch YO! MTV Raps, a television show dedicated to hip-hop music.


Got sick of looking at other niggas that ain't deserve it
I grew tired of seeing individuals who did not deserve their success or privileges.


So I followed my older brother to beat these traps
I decided to emulate my older brother's actions in order to escape poverty and create a better life for myself.


I ain't worried about the love, I've seen everything
I am not concerned about receiving love or affection because I have witnessed and experienced various situations.


The hood hot, like the devil had it off in his hands
The neighborhood is dangerous and volatile, as if it is under the control of the devil.


Send a strap your way, I seen a couple of fans
I will send a gun your direction, as I have encountered numerous admirers.


Last pack, I took that and a couple of bands
I took the last pack of drugs and a large sum of money.


If I ain't hustle to eat, I was doing that sippin' Screw
If I wasn't hustling to survive, I would spend my time drinking a concoction made with codeine cough syrup (Screw).


But they would give it to me, everyday I was paying dues
Others would willingly provide me with drugs because I had earned their respect through various hardships.


I was a young wild nigga missing a couple screws
I was a reckless and impulsive individual who lacked some mental stability.


In the hood, when I'm scared, only thing I'mma use, when I'm...
When I am frightened in the ghetto, the only thing I will rely on is my weapon.


Mane, hold up
Wait a minute.


Young and I leans with a cup full of lean, and a 4-0 tucked
As a young individual, I am leaning (intoxicated) with a cup containing the drug lean, and I have a .40 caliber firearm hidden.


No more sleep, gotta get more bucks, OG rolled up
I cannot afford to sleep anymore, as I need to earn more money, and an older individual has rolled a joint.


Stakes are high, so I pray to God the folks don't roll up
Since the risks are significant, I appeal to God to prevent law enforcement from discovering and arresting me.


Big sister told me I need to grow up
My older sister advised me that I should mature and act more responsibly.


But I need that money, better not crumb me
However, I am in desperate need of money, so one must not disrespect or deceive me.


Pockets fat as my codeine tummy
My pockets are filled with a substantial amount of money, just like my stomach is filled with codeine-laced syrup.


Trying to get blow like my nose was runny
I am striving to achieve success and wealth, similar to a nose that is running due to a cold.


I work for mine, you can't take that from me
I have worked hard to earn what is rightfully mine, so you cannot confiscate it.


Wrap it up, like Egyptian mummy
I package my drugs securely, similar to how an Egyptian mummy is preserved.


And have it ready when I roll on up
I ensure that the drugs are readily available when I arrive at a certain location.


Stacking dough on up, from the floor on up
I am accumulating a substantial amount of money, starting from the ground up.


And I'm all through the hood like ice cream trucks, just rollin'
I traverse through the neighborhood just like an ice cream truck, distributing drugs and making money.


Keep kush rolled, that dream I'm holding
I continuously roll marijuana (kush) joints, as I hold onto my ambition or aspiration.


In the candy Caddy' with with ninety molding
I am driving a brightly colored Cadillac with custom rims.


Bought a drop, put it in the shop
I purchased a convertible car and took it to a repair shop for modifications.


But everything I got, on that bitch stolen
Unfortunately, everything I possess has been acquired through theft.


Had a grill but couldn't afford the wheels
I had a gold dental grill (a cosmetic accessory) but could not afford expensive car rims.


Had paint, but it wasn't candy
My car was painted, but it did not have the glossy finish associated with candy paint.


Kick endo to try and get that dough
I sell a particular strain of marijuana (indo) in an attempt to earn money.


Whole family know, so they couldn't stand me
My entire family is aware of my illegal activities, causing them to dislike or disapprove of me.


Run and tell your mama, come get your son
Go and inform your mother to come and retrieve her son.


Mama like damn, what the hell he done
My mother would exclaim with surprise and disappointment over my actions.


Brother had bricks, but didn't give me shit
My brother had a significant amount of drugs, but he did not share any with me.


So when he went to the pen, I ain't send him shit
When he was incarcerated, I did not send him any money or support.


Mama at work, so I ran the house
My mother was at work, enabling me to take control of the household.


Ray on lock, so now I'm the boss
My friend 'Ray' is locked up in prison, which has paved the way for me to assume a leadership role.


Turn that face up like the Mary Jane
I put on an arrogant or confident expression, much like the cannabis drug Mary Jane.


I was slanging 'caine, got us all kicked out
I was involved in selling cocaine, which ultimately resulted in our expulsion from a certain location.


From Compton, all the way to Chi-Town
Traveling from Compton, California to Chicago, Illinois.


Back on down to Houston, Texas baby
Returning to Houston, Texas, my hometown.


Trae The Truth, Z-Ro, Slim Thugga
Referring to fellow Houston-based rappers Trae The Truth, Z-Ro, and Slim Thug.


Paul Wall, Common, Kanye West, and The Game
Naming various rappers including Paul Wall, Common, Kanye West, and The Game himself.


Jesus Piece
Referencing The Game's album 'Jesus Piece.'


Either you got one, you want one
Either you possess a Jesus Piece necklace or you desire to have one.


Or you bout to rob a nigga for one
Alternatively, you are planning to steal a Jesus Piece necklace from someone.


So what it's gon' be nigga?
So, what is your decision going to be, my friend?




Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Michael Banks, Joseph Wayne McVey, Cory Moore

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