歌词
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Picture me rollin', tippin' my chaueffer
Ni***s look jealous, you gotta control it
Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda
Feeling connected to God, tryna' get closer
Steppin' on roaches, me and my locsters
Just tryna get over, tryna not to get swallowed by locusts
Tryn' to stay focus, kinda like Moses
Like somebody chose us, this weight on my shoulder
I feel these emotions, but still i keep going
A pen to a poet
I been through the motions
I’m feeling heroic but life is a dice game
And they dare you to blow it
You might get a stripe man, but that ain't gon' pay for the strollers
Its never enough to console her
Telling, your daddy’s a soldier
She needs you right now in this moment
Not dead on your back pushing roses
To me i'm just carving this sculpture
You fine tune with my approaches
Doubling back as a owner
The moment of truth is upon us
Call the promoters
Picture me rollin' rollin' rollin'
Me and my friends not worried
Then we get stopped by the police
Gotta make it home to my baby
Cause these days ni***s goin' crazy
Gotta make it home to my baby
Cause this is they say me
Gotta make it home to my baby, Holla up, yeah
Look i bet i'mma make it home to my baby (bang bang)
I bet i'mma make it home to my baby
I say, i bet i'mma make it home to you, baby
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