See, I was trippin' through the city a big ol' pistol Trickin' off niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' through my view, they followin' me
I wonder why the are they followin' me I them niggaz creepin' two cars behind me You'll never catch me slippin', just me and my You must be if you think I'ma call the police
I'm a beast, got a crease got my Converse thumpin' down the concrete Black and Bugatti is Strong Arm robbery, you can't deny me
My garage, a mirage, a collage of I look alive with the nine when I my home Been on tour in Japan, relaxed in Rome This is grown man business, recognize the
If I recognize the number, won't answer my phone Rockin' area code, still stay in my zone I don't play no games now, bitch, I'm grown Now I crack your fuckin' to the shit I'm on, yeah
Six-four, chromed out, rollin' Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop Niggaz thought it was over but X came back I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Yeah, my release bang the streets We hang like orangutans, mangle the Niggaz hatin', to the lies that they tell My reality takin' over where that fiction
What the hell, might as well the cards I'm holdin' taste, aromatic, backwood rollin' Got the Range Rover supercharged, complete with the kit My chain hang to my dang-a-lang, the fuck, bitch?
Boomerang my change, I rearrange thangs My slang, click, bang and expose brains I pray, Our Father who art in Heaven Got people jumpin' out the like 9/11
X to the Z, landin' on them like Plymouth Rock You get knocked out, get socked in fuckin' mouth Now e'rybody know the business, you want it, get it But if you rollin', throw it up, let me know you with it
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up 'cause X can't stop thought it was over but X came back rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came back I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
Yeah, I repeat my name over I binge on the finer things, you cringe in Escalation, to another plateau Sometimes it take a few back to mentally grow
Here we go, what you know? in motion Straight Coast and West worldwide rollin' Got that Aston Martin DV9 with a stash box In case I ever find myself alone in a tight
Strip down my frame, repave my Insane with my ink pen, Kane Don't complain when the chamber back and bang Make it like shit when you sayin' my name
It's the Golden heavyweight, holdin' the belt 'Cause I'm a one man army, I don't no help This is a pistol, I use to myself Careful these hammerhead hollow Is bad for health, my nia
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your up 'cause X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came rollin' I got my own to roll, so I'm rollin'
Six-four, chromed out, ragtop Get your weight up X can't stop rollin' Niggaz thought it was over but X came back I got my own sack to roll, so I'm
See, I was trippin' the city with a big ol' pistol off these niggaz in the Range, rental I was smokin', drinkin', end up tipsy Lookin' through my rear view, they me
I wonder why the are they followin' me I seem them creepin' two cars behind me You'll never catch me slippin', me and my piece You must be smokin' if you think I'ma call the