This is a song about "Rollin on drug dealers"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Rollin 60's on the block, ya'll won't live to see another sun

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Oh, why do i live this way

Drug dealers til this day,

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Hustlas ‘n drug dealers struggling passed their troubles ‘n

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

My lyrics are a toxin, its quite rotten but bitch i'm a spartan rollin on dubs like a

The drug dealers hit the street running the pavement.

Unify them, mob through, take over and