[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them bitches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
My same n***as, no new friends
Since day one, n***a no loose ends
Just a young n***a, outchea every day
I'mma get it by any means
That was just my mind frame
Before the Gucci and Louis
Before the Rollie dog I went through it
They ain't never fuck with me when I was broke
You ain't gonna stunt with me when I do it
Talk is cheap gotta put in that work
Remember them days I was ridin' in the merk
No A/C cause the shit don't work
Plus no radio to make shit worse
I'da come a long way and they know it
Fuck where you at its about where you goin'
Can't sit around and wait for no money
Ain't no naw n***a can't do it
Boy I did this shit for my n***as
Since day one I been a go getter
Now my money right and these hoes on me
Ho well go figure (Hoodnation)
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them bitches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Ain't never had shit for' my dream
Ain't never sell no work to them fiends
Ain't never snitch and tell on my dogs
Wakin' up every day for that cream
N***a I was down and out in that field
So stressed out because of them bills
Ain't no kinda hope in my city
Most my homies dead or in jail
Every night I toss and I turn
Feelin' like the Devil all on my back
Still I'm praying times get better
Had a few thoughts sell in that pack
Boy my mom gon' cuss me out
Runnin' her blood pressure so high
When that money comin' in slow
It'll be a couple homies that rot
I'm that same n***a from out of Deerfield
Ain't shit changed but a rap deal
Gotta little money n***as actin' funny
Now I know how n***as in the trap feel
Ya'll rather me broke than be fucked up
And my same hood and those same chucks
I look back today throw prayers up
Now I never forget where I came from
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them bitches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Before the rollie man it was cuffs
Hard times man shit was tough
I was told don't trust n***as
Be the main ones to come and hit you up
Still ridin' round like I ain't rich as fuck
Young n***as we clippin' up
Before the rollie hoes fronted on me
Now I pull up on em like bitch whats up?
Young n***as ballin'
Fuck n***as hatin'
Before I had a rollie
I ain't have no patience
A n***a ran up on me
Be a sad situation
So we cap'n gown you pussy n***as, ain't talkin' graduation
See it was something 'bout the Rollie when it touched my wrist
Something 'bout the Rollie when I fucked your bitch
Cause it caught her eye, she's on my dick
And she told you lies and you trust that bitch like hold up
Ya'll n***as hatin' on me
When all these bad bitches waitin' on me
And all that shit y'all prayed on me and I still kill n***as like shame on me, ohhh
[Chorus: Ace Hood]
Before the rollie, before the fame
Before the money, before the game
Before them bitches
Before they ever knew my name
Before the rollie, before the rollie
Them times was hard, I'm chasin' money
Before the rollie, before the rollie
The same circle, the same homies