This is a song about "Blue car rolling down the street"

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Bumping that 2001 shit going down the street

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I'll own your ass up and down the street

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

Yeah i'm cold, rolling down your street with your dad's skin as my coat

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

Lana blue jeans, pulling up in a fast car

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Rolling down the street in my suv

Ha - so gifted, do it truly