Lyrics:

[Mac] Send this out to my nigga Mike King and All the 22nd gangsters in Columbus Ohio From a O-G to a B-GEE Slow your roll niggas Shell shocked Check it [O'Dell] 15 with the triple beam, working the streets Lil' nigga gotta ride, now he's bumpin' the beats (It? all good, it's all good) He pass by makin' the noise, odd boy Yah we see him with the chip phone He talkin' to them young bitches who used to be afraid He shootin' the shit, cus he gettin' paid (I like that) When I was his age, I had the same kinda ways Had to rush to get paid, keep on a fresh pair of J? On a niggas feet, and it was something to ball To go to school and tell them niggas they ain't fuckin' with chall Don't hit it, to the grime, a pocket full of dimes I hope you got that 9 and he got it on his mind Cus the haters won't like that, would you pass Cus the niggas will buck, and show a man his ass Watch your back Lil' nigga, the game is cold And most of us don't make it old, slow your roll [Chorus] (rolll) Keep it on your mind (Rolll) A nigga shoots the same (Slow your rolll) You better slow your roll (Rolll) What mama used to say, (Slow your rolll) Keep it up young man (Roll) A nigga shoots the same (Slow your rolll) You better slow your roll What mama used to say [Mac] 16 with a bullet to his hip bone, he was slippin' They shot him right in front of momz' wasn't even trippin' He healed up, let his anger build up Now he's ready for war, he five deep in the black car And all dem niggas got murder on dey mind Your boy got that a.k. you got the tech 9 (i got the tech you heard me) Passenger seat