Hook Rollin' Rollin' Where we go, goin' I don't know Every day gets better When you chase the chedda' Verse Word to Pusha this ain't your average rapping story Grew up with both parents, and they were clapping for me Came up around losers people that were bad for me And realized i don't belong in that category I'm the best man no matrimony And my left hand has savaged homies I've been in plenty of battles, i got plenty of scars I been in plenty of cyphers i had plenty of bars Time is money like an audemar We run out of bottles believe we order more Now these rappers going senile they see now They b**hes wanna' lay up I'm coming for the rebound Take the trick interception And she gets the tip drilled in her intestines Bars so crazy these rappers straight jack it Being broke is a joke so you never see me laughing All the money dirty but the flow so clean New Gucci hat with these tru religion jeans My boys got beef they know I'm their man A dude stand up to me i turn him to lieutenant dan I got Fresh calling me on the throw away He got some features for me i give him throw a ways They got some cash for me they better wire that And if they run off at the mouth imma' wire that I'm searching for better days I'm trying to change and get some better ways I'm searching for better days I'm trying to change and get some better ways Hook x2 Rollin' Rollin' Where we go, goin' I don't know Every day gets better When you chase the chedda'