Rollin By - Casey Veggies

To the make it to the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

And one you’re at the the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

What people say to you and think of you is two different things

I just love you, I don’t know what I made it seem like

I just see bright cause I swear you right for me

But I was on you too hard site for me

So I can get my mind right cause we gon' do it

And I put that on my life

But this is why I fight, just listen to what I write

I’m in the sky like kites flying smooth like ice

I don’t wanna move but I might go and get my grind on

So I can get my shine on

I just want a compliment for everything I rhyme on

You are my you just got signed on, you know

You backstage at my show when I’m done rocking the crowd

You know we gon' go wherever you want to

Whatever you gon' do

Just make sure you include me, young CV

I’m on my grind

To the make it to the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

And one you’re at the the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

What people say to you and think of you is two different things

So my team like the Lakers when they three-peated

and I shouldn’t have to repeat it

My grind something special, they believe it

And it’s grind time, homie what are you on

Word to mother,

I ain’t never settling, I need more

Cause them Gucci shoes, I’m tryna afford those

So I’m running through the city chasing more dough

But more so, we making records that’s timeless

Josh Pea check your watch, tell me what time it is

I’m hard headed that’s what mom said

But she know I’m tryna get it so she can buy it

That’s right yeah

So leave that little kid shit at the door

Cause I’m making moves, making my dough

Grind, grind, grind, grind

I’m on my grind

I am on my grind, grind

I’m on my grind

I am on my grind, grind

To the make it to the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

And one you’re at the the top

You struggle, you fight

With all your might

You’re rolling by

Yeah I’m thinking bigger now

My heart is raging when I see the crowd

It’s so amazing can you feel it now?

I swear to God tonight it’s going down

And then I’m coming back up

I’m feeling like a rapper

That ain’t never gonna act sus

So back up, you wack rappers act tough

But it’s all love, we go through cycles

That’s just what the people like though

That’s why God told me places that I might go

Clear out, it’s a iso

I gotta make sure that everything ight though

Let the keys play

It’s like trying to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Or trying to turn a Hondo into a brand new Bent

East side, west side, it’s all the same

Pockets full of lent

Listen to me while I vent

Picture the expression on my face as I teach you motherfuckers about strength

When you broke as a joke and can’t cope through the kush smoke

The first option of a nigga is to sell dope

That’s how it get when resources ain’t reliable

Hustling ain’t legit but we still can’t retire though

It’s heartbreaking when the bitch that you want

Got the phone, and the money, and the kicks that you want

So with that said, my friend the motto is «get bread»

You hungry, then get fed, the fuck you thought

Nothing handed, nothing taken for granted

The world is yours, it’s about what you make in this planet

What is it you fathom when you smoking on the danko

24s, thin ass tires, a fat franko

watch with a bezzle full of carrots

Better get to stacking if that’s what you really cherish

I sold dopes to put to my momma load

Twelfth grade nigga, marijuana bought my summer clothes

So get a job or a medical connect

Freddy Mac signing out, demanding niggas respect, huh