My homies is inmates, and most of them dead wrong Am I clear to you? mind, oh Picture me rollin' tippin' my chaueffer Niggas look jealous, you gotta control it Reachin' my quota, mixin' my soda Feeling connected to God, tryna get closer Steppin' on roaches, me and my locsters Just tryina get over, tryina not to get swallowed by locals Tryn' to stay focus, kinda like moses Like somebody chose us, sweat on my shoulder Now I'm released, how will I live? I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin' In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam I'm a street commando, Nino for example Baddest bitch, you know she mine Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities Rewind this track right here, close your eyes Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways Picture me rollin' Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks [Intro] Can you see it? Picture me rollin' from Virginia to the Bay, top Picture me rollin' Thug, branded to be a women-layer Checking in the park, 'Pac, We caught em sleeping, he didn't peep you niggas creeping? That's right nigga, picture me rollin' Can the ho see me from here? This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle Niggas put prices on my head So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Picture, picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' roll call Picture me rollin', baby! Cause they loving, they loving If you don't smoke girl, it's alright, and I ain't Can you niggas see me from there? One of the highlights of the second disk of All Eyez on Me, “Picture Me Rollin” is about 2Pac’s desire to stay on top after getting out of jail. Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales You know I got my niggas up in this motherfucker (alright) Picture me rollin' [Verse 3: CPO] My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? That's more for me so I don't mind, I don't And she loving, she loving Max B Lyrics "Picture Me Rollin" (I walk the streets alone) It's a privilege (I walk the streets alone) Something you can't do baby That's another topic, let's give it to 'em Them niggas need to hit me with my grip I want it now, I'm a ride on these bitches till I get it Nigga, time to clock it sitting on track Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah '96 big body, sittin' on chrome Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Yeah, clear enough for ya? All you bitch ass C.O. Cost a nigga 200 G's This how we do it every weekend, I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit Cause a nigga straight suffering from lack of having paper, My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on don't cuff 'em, no from VA to LA Picture me rollin', nigga, legit My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone Free like O.J. Aye, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you But you know I don't love 'em, and you know I 'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper Picture me rollin' from VA to LA The federales wanna see me dead It's hard to imagine Is y'all ready for me? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically Picture me rollin' I got keys comin' from overseas Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. That's right, nigga, picture me rollin' Whole bunch of money in the safe You know I got the homies parked right outside As we head up out the zone, stone-facing is on Picture me Picture Me Rollin' Lyrics: Yeah, clear enough for ya? [Verse 5: CPO] Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin' I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on smoke, aw yeah Ooh wee. They got me under surveillance, that's what somebody be telling So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss player It features guest spots by Big Syke and CPO, both of which are easily bested by Pac’s opening verse. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Getting lifted, feeling right Oh, I forgot! Close your eyes and picture me rollin'. Thug, branded to be a women-layer Ballin' on y'all punk ass! On a mission tryna fuck with OHB Yeah, nigga! Now I'm released, how will I live? And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?) Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone, Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities, Never Can Say Goodbye by The Game (Ft. Latoiya Williams), Sixty-Seven Turbo Jet by Curren$y & Harry Fraud, Str8 Ballin by ScHoolboy Q (Ft. Jesse Rankins), Grab the Cash by Gamemast15r (Ft. Almighty U-Sorcerer & Pain In Da Ass), Show No Teeth by Lil Tracy (Ft. Trippie Redd), Stainless by The Game (Ft. Anderson .Paak), Picture Me Rollin' (Kurupt Remix) by 2Pac (Ft. Butch Cassidy & Kurupt), Picture Me Rollin' (Outlawz Remix) by 2Pac (Ft. Danny Boy Steward & Outlawz). Copyright: Writer(s): Tyruss Gerald Himes, Robert Mickens, Claydes Smith, Vince Edwards, Otha Nash, Dennis Thomas, George Brown, Richard Westfield, Tupac Shakur, Ronald Nathan Bell, Johnny Jackson, Robert Bell Lyrics Terms of Use. Picture me rollin', picture me rollin', aw yeah On a mission tryna fuck with OHB Just picture me rollin' This how we do it every weekend Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin' top down, switching lanes My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' Picture me rollin' private jet on the red eye So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail I'm cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my 9 Rewind this track right here Got the killers and the bitches that be ready to [Verse 2: Big Syke] I got ki's coming from overseas I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit And my hands are swollen I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends Full grown, finally a man, just scheming on ways When niggas shooting at your crib Guess who's back? Picture me rolling in my 500 Benz So I got to floss cause I'm more like a boss player I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends I see some ballin' ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot He didn't peep you niggas creepin'? Picture me rollin', 500, picture me rollin', aw Is y'all ready for me? Don't want to be another number You can admire, but don't look too long Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free! You can admire, but don't look too long Picture me rollin', baby Can you see me, ho? The federales wanna see me dead See them cops, you know we like too far, woah Picture me rollin' Know there's dope being sold, but I ain't the one selling I just could not forget about [Verse 1: 2Pac] I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from goin' under That's what somebody be tellin' Picture me rollin' nigga, legit '96 big body, sitting on chrome We up out this bitch I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from going under You can't stop me While I'm sippin' on Rémy / Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free / Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail / Ho bustas! I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Picture me rollin', Forgiatos on the Wraith, 64 And, uh, diggin' the plots (so what?) To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5 I'm in the blood red Lambo, yeah the what up 5 I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone It's sad dog, can you picture us rolling? I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone Cost a nigga 200 G's Can you see me, ho? Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead All night long, play it if this your song I'm living a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin' Picture me rollin" roll call She say she fell in love with the G in me All night long, play it if this your song So many player haters, imitators steady swanging Picture me rollin' We caught him sleepin' Picture me rollin' Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court Why niggas look mad? Can you niggas see me from there? Checkin' in the park, 'Pac Cause they loving, they loving When niggas shootin' at your crib Make me wanna start back banging Picture me, picture me rollin' I know she crazy but I know that pussy awesome It's sad, dog, can you picture us rollin'? (alright) / Why niggas look mad? Picture me rollin' Guess who's back? I got a bitch with an attitude problem I got ups bitch, what can Brown do for you? Picture me rollin' Packing 40 Glocks, contain em or rearrange I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper Cause a nigga straight suffering from lack of having paper. You know there's some muh'fuckers out there Just picture me rollin' The DA Call me the baker man, I'm making all the cake All night long, play it if this your song