Trae Tha Truth first gained exposure on the Houston rap scene in 1998, when he made his rapping debut with a guest appearance on Z-Ro's album Look What You Did to Me. In 2003, he began his solo career with the album Losing Composure. 2004's Same Thing Different Day, 2006's Restless, and 2007's Life Goes On followed shortly after. Trae Tha Truth has also worked relentlessly with fellow Houston rapper Chamillionaire on his various Mixtape Messiah series.
He also collaborated with Z-Ro to form the duo ABN or Assholes by Nature. They have released two albums, Assholes by Nature (2003) and It Is What It Is (2008).
Trae Tha Truth was involved in a fight with Texas rapper Mike Jones at the 2008 Ozone Awards. Both later apologized for the incident. It was recently suspected that Trae Tha Truth's music was banned from Houston's local radio Station, 97.9 The Boxx.
After creating a buzz online and in the streets, on March 1, 2012, T.I. announced he signed Trae Tha Truth to Grand Hustle Records.
In 2008, Trae Tha Truth was awarded by the mayor of Houston, Bill White, and Council Member Peter Brown with his own day, Trae Day, in honor of his outstanding work within the community. This is the first time the honor has been extended to a rap artist. Trae Day was celebrated July 22, 2008.
Rollin'
Trae tha Truth Lyrics
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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?
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?
In Trae Tha Truth's song "Rollin,'" the lyrics express the idea that despite one's best efforts to change, people may not be able to escape their past or break away from their environment entirely. He repeats the question, "will I ever change in this life?" and acknowledges that his grandmother told him he never would. He raps about the dangers of LA gang culture and the heavy price one must pay for success. He also recounts how he hustled and sold drugs before becoming famous, but it never intervened with his religious beliefs or practices. Trae Tha Truth advises his listeners not to get caught up in the vanity and materialism that fame can bring.
The lyrics reflect that Trae Tha Truth has seen and experienced things that most people never will, and for that reason, he doesn’t want anyone looking up to him or trying to emulate him. To be "rollin' " means to be on a roll or constantly on the move, but it can also refer to gang members, who often "roll" around with their fellow gang members. The song highlights the negative effects of the drug trade and gang violence, which are often glamorized in popular culture. Trae Tha Truth acknowledges that despite the violence and the negativity he highlights in his music, he's proud of where he comes from, and it is that harsh environment that had made him who he is.
Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Michael Banks, Joseph Wayne McVey, Cory Moore
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Junr
Now this is the type of song i'll play in my car, turn the bass loud, and look around as I bump on a day in summer. Just dope.
Dre Rog
Still bumping this 8 years later mane
😎🤘🏽
Jonathan Garcia
Yes sir
Guru Mayne
2022 still lit
Self Made
Mannnn I can keep this on repeat when I'm Rollin around the city
loner 77
Demarrio Williams. trAe ridin top dine
loner 77
Demarrio Williams lookin gansta
ghostrecon755
Demarrio Williams all day mane bending corners down dat 35 souf on REPEAT
andygraciano64
Maannn Hold ☝ THIS SHIT GO HARD I GOT IT ON REPEAT 🎶🎶🎶🎼🎵🎼🎶😎
68' HeavyChevyRida
I still got dis 1 on repeat bending corners in Lauderdale (Ft. Laudy Daudy, Ft. Liquordale) love dis 🎵 & da beat go so damn hard