[Intro:]
Mic check mic check
Check one check two
Picture me picture me
Pic pic picture me picture me

[Verse 1:]
Look at your heart let's play big bank take lil bank the sharpest knife in the drawer you looking like a little shank
I used to want that No Limit chain with the little tank
Now my team Disturbin' the Peace, all it took was a little fate
Invite my girl over dim the lights play a little Tank
Just to set the mood right, compliment with the moonlight
You feeling envious then miss me my guy cause I been angry all my life time to let bliss be my guide
Black Power!!!
Put your fists to the sky that's word to Rosa Parks I'm finna' ride
For anyone of my Ruby Dee's or my M L King's that's full of pride
And my young n***as in them slums tryna' survive
They been deprived
And it ain't right
But see it's life
You look inside
You might see Christ
You might find enough bass to blow the sound out your stereotype n***a
We've been cheated we just need our restitution and a little bit more solution and less pollution

[Chorus:]
(Picture me)
Picture me cruising through my city streets running every red light cause all a n***a see is green
(Picture me)
Picture me as a California vet just tryna' fulfill my purpose while I'm thumbing through a check
(Picture me)
Picture me drinking, smoking, ashing out roaches straight West Coastin'
(Picture me)
Pic-Picture me inviting your girl to come with me to the top to shed my light on the world
(Picture me)

[Verse 2:]
I roll one, I step right in the booth bro
A n***a talk stupid he get slapped where his tooth go
Try and cop some make me wonder where my roof go
So what the fuck make you think I'm thinking about you for
Cause at the end of the night face yourself it's the mirror and you
I got 4/20 vision seeing clearer than you
And when I gotta ask that man what's the mirror to do
I close my eyes and I listen and put my ear to the view
And then I hear it's the drugs then I hear we need love
But I give good hugs and she just want to fuck
And she know I love weed and she know I spit crack
Tryna be throwing it back, no I can't do that
I got my girl at the crib and she calling my phone
She telling me that she miss, she want me to come home
But it's Jordan talking and it's game time
Feeling like I gain to lose everything at the same time pose bitch
[Chorus:]
(Picture me)
Picture me cruising through my city streets running every red light cause all a n***a see is green
(Picture me)
Picture me as a California vet just tryna fulfill my purpose while I'm thumbing through a check
(Picture me)
Picture me drinking, smoking, ashing out roaches straight West Coastin'
(Picture me)
Pic-Picture me inviting your girl to come with me to the top to shed my light on the world
(Picture me)