"Full grown, finally a man, just scheming on ways
To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands.
Just picture me rollin',
Flossing a Benz on rims that isn't stolen
My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone
I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone
My nerves is wrecked, heart beating and my hands are swollen
Thinking of the G's I'll be holdin', picture me rollin"
Killumianti