Ace Kilo - Rollin Wit Ma lyrics

I'm rollin' wit my n***as I'm rollin' wit my b**hes Keep a .357 in the box for the snitches I been hittin' what you pitchin' So quit your b**hin' my G I been rollin wit my n***as And my b**hes off E Okay... If you come where I'm from But ain't from where I'm from Then young n***as flippin' your pockets n***as know where I'm from, I ain't even gotta tell em' Do something b**h, yeah, that's a problem All this money I make a f**in' problem See the F on my belt? f**in' problem Got your Ex on the rebound, ridin', and yeah Got the work low, so I'm coppin' Pull up in that foreign Hoppin' out, seats c**aine white Whole key like I got that work Make that sh** back in a night My b**h come foreign My whip come foreign I whipped my wrist Now my engine come roarin' n***as don't know, but the b**hes been told that the strap come in all gold With the bills I fold, and the money I own, got my wrist feeling stone cold This whip new, this b**h new, but the money and the hood, thats old Big diamonds on my watch Hundred thousand in that safe All this money that a n***a get I can tell you mad, look at your face Weed from that CA My n***a Baron smoke new ways Ice cubes on my neck, so its safe to say: "it's a good day" I'm rollin' wit my n***as I'm rollin wit my b**hes I told you I be there in five I'm coppin' that prescription Red Baron Verse 2: Directin all the videos, recordin all the tracks They know me from the suburbs to the heart of all the traps My people feelin hungry so we only leavin scraps Rollin blunts and doin d** inspires all the raps Cocaine, GHB, Mushrooms, Excstacy My team up on a pedigree, Kilo and Cubscout next to me Got the cheese like mickey d's You ain't makin it like shaq shootin' threes Truthfully, momma told me, "son this ain't the life you want You dont wanna be poor down the road and watch the people flaunt" I sat and thought, maybe I should follow all my dreams If not Ill never have the chance to do it, it may seem I talk obscene but dont hate the player, hate the game Its all the same, whether you do it for love or fame Youll know my name, youll hear "Tha Red Baron spits insane" b**h, I ain't playin, so, best believe Ill go out swangin' Im steady sangin, best believe our joints will get trunks bangin'