azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

king seven grand - picture me rollin' lyrics

Loading...

[intro: king seven grand & 2mill]
an item’s value is determined by
how bad you personally want it
sh+t, i want it bad as a motherf+cker
obtain and then maintain
what is valuable to you
yeah
and you will find peace
ok
don’t mistake this for not wanting
some of what is deemed to be the finer things in life
what’s that?
just know, such things can reveal your status
ok
and with that comes conflict
bet
it’s all really simple
meet force with force
i got it
stay down until you come up
bet that up

[chorus: 2mill]
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picture me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i reach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picturе me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i rеach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick
[verse 1: kool kela ]
lit tootie fruity
gin twisted ruby grapefruit
dirty 30/ ak+47
lord hallelujah
kool kela bend the block
loving cruising through my city
benjamin calling
never late getting to the money
haters get to fussing
no discussion
repercussion
mike jack /moonwalk
drill you n+ggas
red dirt in my soul
maui waui from my pores
sky has no limitation
rich by my creation
big movements only
blessed and highly favored
you will never be me
see you watching/ visionary
(i see you watching)
cruises control/ smoking gmo
king palm/ keep them rolled
you are mad of glitter
b+tch i’m made of gold
game time/ kobe mode
herringbone around my neck
p ninty on deck
bufu any move
call it pikachu
it will change your whole mood
fix that attitude
making boss moves for us
f+ck you

[chorus: 2mill]
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picture me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i reach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picture me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i reach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick

[verse 2: 2mill]
it’s pretty ironic
when i was down at the bottom
ain’t n0body want to help me push up
now my hustle game strong
cause i mold it off the muscle
as soon as i rose out of the mud
no food on the table
had to get it out of the garbage
that’s why i’m a savage to the streets
if you know like i know
you will understand why my collar blings
i’m a leader to the money pit
i’m a rare breed
ali/ southpaw
swing pulling on a gas pack
picture me rolling (rolling)
fendi shape/ my leers while i’m looking out my rearview
b+tch it ain’t stolen (stolen)
all eyes on me
i’m the brightest in the solar system
looking down from the top
i ain’t scared of the drop
i’m in the coupe
where them chickens are
looking like a brick
without a bodyguard

[chorus: 2mill]
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picture me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i reach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick
brand new keys
i just skrrt off the lot with it
picture me rolling through your city in it
scoping for the bag
bet i reach rich
flossing through your hood
looking like a brick

[verse 3: king seven grand]
i tippy+toe when i flip this flow to get this dough
cause haters watching and jocking and clocking every move
lord, i be trying to groove
man i be trying to get it
and i’ll be d+mned if you take it
best be coming with it
see i ain’t been acquitted
but i’ve been set free
(f+ck twelve)
did my time on my own
i got to keep it g (gutter)
od on the thots
and how they look at me
want to lay the night with me
but this gone lead to fighting me
see i’m no bug+a+boo
i leave them where they be
cause if you ain’t going to ride
then you can’t sit with me
forgive me for my sins
i did that sh+t again
oh no, now it’s back to the lab again (back again/ that ain’t hard enough)
lord, thank you that i’m not sitting up in the pin
watching people going out and seeing n+ggas coming in
i’m stacking paper making music my art
got to teach my baby boy
cause life ain’t got no restarts
(young king)



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...