Picture Me Rollin

They know
It's Heem, nigga
I'll tell you true stories
'Bout that Eastside Buffalo shit, like that, uh

Picture me (uh) in front of mics
Tellin' stories when I couldn't get it right
Now a nigga live a dream, rock a neck full of ice
Got it all from the ghetto, plus they give me good advice, uh-uh

A good team, uh (a good team), some long nights (some long ass nights)
Young nigga came a long way from that hard white, uh-uh
The big stage with the bright lights (they know)
Wishin' all my rainy days was sunny with lime life, uh

Whether we dribble out this motherfucker
Rap metaphors and riddle out this motherfucker (either way)
Trap second floors, tryna duck the undercover
The ghetto all we know, this where everybody love us (it's all we know)

Did it how we wanted too, and ain't nobody judge us
Gave me knowledge but I knew most these niggas suckers
Call them niggas bro, 'cause we grew up like brothers (that's my dawg, nigga)
Love 'em, and it show, treat his mama like my mother (haha)

We done boxed and shot Glocks together (they know)
Planted seeds in the sand and we growed in any weather
In the yo every night, I flowed and spit it better
Got a word play sick, bro told me I'm gettin' clever

Niggas think they fuckin' with me, had to turn it up a level
Say my name, they know Heem, my shit ring in the ghetto
Half my life I sold clean, and let it ring in the ghetto
Now I pull up real clean with VV's in my metal, nigga (they know)

Picture me (uh) in front of mics
Tellin' stories when I couldn't get it right
Now a nigga live a dream, rock a neck full of ice
Got it all from the ghetto, plus they give me good advice, uh-uh

A good team, uh, some long nights
Young nigga came a long way from that hard white, uh-uh (I came a long, long way, nigga)
The big stage with the bright lights (bright lights)
Wishin' all my rainy days was sunny with lime life, uh

Now I was just dead broke at my auntie house
This when a nigga bedroom was my auntie couch (that's all I had)
Made a call one day, went and bought me an ounce
Kept a handgun so niggas know I wasn't a slouch (bap, bap, bap)

Niggas said I wouldn't make it, had me livin' with doubts (had me livin' with doubts)
Ran me up a half brick in the middle of droughts
Hit the block and made the shake, building up my account (building up my account)
Then 60 days later, I was cleaning it out

This how the game go, you know the ups, the downs
I done ran through it all from cocaine to pounds (I done did all that, nigga)
I left the dope game and started sellin' them sound
Every city that I go, fans runnin' me down

Do it for the Eastside, know I'm reppin' the town
Nigga try to steal the style, but I kept it around
Plus I graduated honors, no cap, no gown
And if I would've went to Harvard, I wouldn't be here now, they know

Picture me (uh) in front of mics
Tellin' stories when I couldn't get it right
Now a nigga live a dream, rock a neck full of ice
Got it all from the ghetto, plus they give me good advice, uh-uh

A good team, uh, some long nights
Young nigga came a long way from that hard white, uh-uh
The big stage with the bright lights
Wishin' all my rainy days was sunny with lime life, uh
Uh
They know



Credits
Writer(s): Raheem Allah Trotter Jr., Tyrie Deshawn Hames, David Charles Slade
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