I keep rollin', no chains on me

The road seems longer than memory

I keep rollin', no chains on me

The road seems longer than memory

I hope you never thought I needed you (Thought I needed you)

Diamonds in my pointers, good advice like what would Jesus do? (Yeah)

Set some to the side, just hit the jack in case you need a few (I got you)

Texas de Brazil, be in lamb chops when we speedin' through (Skrrt)

Just took a loss, life of a boss, shit, I be smilin' still (I be smilin' still)

Baggin' with the racks, I ain't goin' to Ricks, they know I'm stylin' trim

Logo in the floor, walk through the back and see the private gym (What's up?)

Tuck away the blues, switch out the faces, gotta hide it slim (Yeah)

Chandelier, Big Jimmy, slight reminder they can't fuck with this (Jimmy)

Think we breedin' poodles, got a front room full of fluffy shit (Rrr)

Pockets on some husky shit, flip it 'til that duffy split (Yeah)

Mildew on the money, bust the time, it look like rusty bricks, uh

Keep rollin', let's get this shit goin' (Get this shit goin')

Naw, keep rollin', I can't worry 'bout what a bitch doin' (Uh-huh)

Fat, handsome, and paid, Alaska night, look like my wrist snowin' (Yeah)

Forgot to flush the toilet, be outside with all this shit showin', singin'

I keep rollin', no chains on me

The road seems longer than memory (Ayy, Snoop, these **** can't fuck with us, ****)

I keep rollin', no chains on me (I'm talkin' 'bout a baby picture, ****, naw, fuck that, ****)

The road seems longer than memory (These **** can't fuck with an ultrasound of me, ****, on Debra, yeah)

And I hope you never needed me (Never needed me)

Started from the basement, now I'm right here where I need to be (Yeah)

Finally showed your hand, still can't believe you didn't believe in me (That's crazy)

Closest thing to Moses, crystal clear all in the Jesus piece (Amen)

They upset, I make 'em mad still (Make 'em mad still)

All he talk is pape', money counter in the adlib

Addicted to the trap, on top of that, love how the cash feel (Love how that)

Corgies, we got riblets, buyin' books, come get a slab deal (What's up?)

The way you act, oh, let me guess, you must got memory loss (Must got memory loss)

Smoke right out the roof, hit up the Forgis with a shimmy cloth (Skrrt, skrrt)

Home from work, no disrespect, he let that semi off (Hrrt, hrrt)

Prada on the dress shoes with a button-up like it's mini golf (Yeah)

I'm on the way, but still can't leave until the 'bows gone (Hold on)

Red across the top, this shit gettin' hot, he cut the stove on (Yeah, yeah)

Stars inside the truck, the way they close, might think the doors wrong (Haha)

Cash Money reunion, Mannie Fresh, bitch, get your roll on, it's Lero

I keep rollin', no chains on me

The road seems longer than memory

I keep rollin', no chains on me

The road seems longer than memory

Ain't gotta know where it might lead

As long as my heart still believes