This is a song about "Rollin down the street"

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

From the back seat, back seat

Rollin down the block in that jeep

Got my shades on, i walk down the street and yes i'm a pretty boy

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

He spit in my face 'n sprints down the street while its raining.

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days