[Verse 1] Top down rollin, hair in the wind White smoke curlin, let the night begin I came up lean with a dented-up grin Now the whole room stare when I walk back in Everybody point like, “there he go” Same old face, but the story get low Marble-floor dreams in a thrift-store coat Palm full of heat and a mouth full of hope [Pre-Chorus] Off of my name, they bite that line Off of my loss, they make that shine But I got blood, and I got time I got a drumbeat under my spine [Chorus] Top down rollin, rollin, rollin Top down rollin, keep it going My name ring out, can't hold it Top down rollin, rollin, rollin (rollin, rollin) They want the gold I wore They want the story I tore Top down rollin, rollin, rollin I don’t fold, I roar [Verse 2] Marijuana in my lungs, bass in the glass Whole block know my shadow move fast After the epitaph, they come for the cash Try to turn my scars into a bag on a dash I seen fake love with a polished-up face Seen a clean suit sell a whole life away But my people still dance in the dirt and the rain Still sing my truth when they call my name Offa da label that ripped off my brethren I keep a sharp eye, never let ‘em in again If they want my fire, better bring that flame I was built in the hurt, now I speak in the claim [Pre-Chorus] Off of my name, they bite that line Off of my loss, they make that shine But I got blood, and I got time I got a drumbeat under my spine [Chorus] Top down rollin, rollin, rollin Top down rollin, keep it going My name ring out, can't hold it Top down rollin, rollin, rollin (rollin, rollin) They want the gold I wore They want the story I tore Top down rollin, rollin, rollin I don’t fold, I roar [Bridge] Let them count what they can’t own Let them chase what I have grown I’m still here in my own skin Still the same when the night come in (hey) Still the same when the night come in (hah) Still the same when the night come in [Final Chorus] Top down rollin, rollin, rollin Top down rollin, keep it going My name ring out, can't hold it Top down rollin, rollin, rollin (rollin, rollin) They want the gold I wore They want the story I tore Top down rollin, rollin, rollin I don’t fold, I roar
