[Intro]
On one yeah I had get lit
Call my boys up bout to meet em at the crib
Got the sauce like a number one pick
See the bread gotta get it how I live

[Chorus]
Rolling through my ends yeah
I’m not in my feelings
Just secured the bag yeah
Feeling like million
Rolling through my ends yeah
Repping for my set yeah
Got a couple friends
Can’t be nobody’s mans yeah

[Verse 1]
For a moment I went missing on myself
Didn’t want the heaven till i had to go through hell
Came back smarter
Yeah I came back harder
Came back steady mobbin now I feel like Mr. Carter
I would never catch a case
I do it like Usain i just bolt to win the race
And I move without a trace
Adding to my commas gotta do that everyday
Cause I got like it that,,
Went from pushing metal racks
To me making hella racks
Went from baking up some bread
To collecting all the bread
Even went from being doubted now these people call me friend
I won’t ever love the money
Only love I’ll ever give is to the people who gon love me
The rest of y’all who hating gotta know it’s doing nothing
Because only God can judge me

[Chorus]
Rolling through my ends yeah
I’m not in my feelings
Just secured the bag yeah
Feeling like million
Rolling through my ends yeah
Repping for my set yeah
Got a couple friends
Can’t be nobody’s mans yeah

[Outro]
I stay rolling through my ends, yeah