[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Picture me rollin' tippin' my chaueffer n***as look jealous, you gotta control it Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda Feeling connected to God, (tryna get closer) Steppin' on roaches, me and my locsters Just tryina get over, tryina not to get swallowed by locals Tryn' to stay focus, kinda like moses Like somebody chose us, sweat on my shoulder I feel these emotions, but still i keep going A pen to a poet I been through the motions I'm feeling heroic but life is a dice game And they gave you to blow it You might get a stripe man, but that ain't gon' pay for strollers Its never enough to console her Telling, your daddy's a soldier She needs you right now in this moment Now dead on your back pushing roses To me i'm just carving this sculpture You find through with my approaches Doubling back as a owner The moment of truth is upon us Call the promoters [Chorus: Overdoz] Picture me rollin' rollin' rollin' We in my friends not worried Then we get stop by the police Gotta make it home to my baby Cause they say snitch gon' crazy Gotta make it home to my baby Cause this is they say me Gotta make it home to my baby, Holla up, yeah Look i bet i'mma make it home to my baby I bet i'mma make it home to my baby I say, i bet i'mma make it home to your baby