Ridin’ Roun Town (Remix) Casey Veggies (Ft. C-San, DOM KENNEDY & Kendrick Lamar)
"Ridin’ Roun Town (Remix)" by Casey Veggies (Ft. C-San, DOM KENNEDY & Kendrick Lamar), released in 2013, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, lifestyle, and confidence. The song features smooth beats and clever wordplay, showcasing each artist's unique style. Its cultural impact is notable in the West Coast hip-hop scene, highlighting collaboration among emerging talents.
[Intro: Casey Veggies]
Haha, haha, yeah
Aw man, man, damn
One more time, yeah
Remix, remix
[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
My life is full of lust, things will never be the same
Guess I should just keep that shit movin' and accept the change
I'm a rapper, dog, I'm 'bout to cop a chain
Iced-out Veggies shinin', maybe then you'll know my name
Shout out my homies on it, 'specially from California
Man, I been killin' tracks, twelve years old, writing's on it
I got the connect, it's time to hit a lick
I put my niggas on, then we generatin' checks
Been slow as a cancer, I need a sponsor
Or go to average college and try to be a scholar
But the thing about it, got no dollars, got no knowledge
I pray God help me prosper, keep me from impostors
I applied to school just so I can have some options
I need a couple mil', I'm tryna do it big
If I never get my chance, least you all know I lived, I lived (Haha, ridin' 'round town)
Peas and Carrots, that's my niggas
We blew up, you an eyewitness
My bro'll put his finger on the trigger
If a hatin' nigga come try and get us
But only call upon the shit you want
She lookin' good and she got a donk
I'ma take her down and then wake her up
And then let her know that I had enough, uh (Look)
Haha, haha, yeah
Aw man, man, damn
One more time, yeah
Remix, remix
[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
My life is full of lust, things will never be the same
Guess I should just keep that shit movin' and accept the change
I'm a rapper, dog, I'm 'bout to cop a chain
Iced-out Veggies shinin', maybe then you'll know my name
Shout out my homies on it, 'specially from California
Man, I been killin' tracks, twelve years old, writing's on it
I got the connect, it's time to hit a lick
I put my niggas on, then we generatin' checks
Been slow as a cancer, I need a sponsor
Or go to average college and try to be a scholar
But the thing about it, got no dollars, got no knowledge
I pray God help me prosper, keep me from impostors
I applied to school just so I can have some options
I need a couple mil', I'm tryna do it big
If I never get my chance, least you all know I lived, I lived (Haha, ridin' 'round town)
Peas and Carrots, that's my niggas
We blew up, you an eyewitness
My bro'll put his finger on the trigger
If a hatin' nigga come try and get us
But only call upon the shit you want
She lookin' good and she got a donk
I'ma take her down and then wake her up
And then let her know that I had enough, uh (Look)
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