[Pre-Hook: Mann] 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up Hey 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up Westside 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up Hey 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up Eastside 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up Hey 
 Rollin up, Rollin UP Southside 
 Rollin Up, Rollin Up... 
    [Hook: Mann] 
 I gotta bad bitch on my team 
 Making money I'm doing my thing 
 I'm the Man, I'm the Man and 
 I'm smoking weed in Amsterdam 
 I'm all that and a dub sack 
 Up all night just counted my racks 
 I'm the Man, I'm the Man and 
 I'm smoking weed in Amsterdam   
 [Mann:] 
 Traveling across the globe 
 Life, Sex Drugs and Rock N Roll 
 First question when we stop is "Who got's the Dro" 
 Cause you know the youngin' got to smoke 
 Something proper though 
 Retro west coast flow for 'em 
 Had my first driving lessons at the Forum 
 Niggas envy. Ladies adore him 
 Everybody want to be friendly 
 Once they see that he on, on 
 On some different shit 
 No dirty Money, Nall Homie my shit legit 
 Kickin' raps making racks to spit lyrics 
 Man I went over seas and hit a lick 
 Do you want to know how much I'm making in pounds? 
 Man I'm breaking it down. They not making a sound 
 They was hating back then, They ain't saying shit now 
 Because I'm in Amsterdam, and blazing it down, Owww   
 [Hook]   
 [Post-Hook:] 
 Double brought me over, Chase and J came with me 
 Got Steve lifted in the Red light District 
 I love my life nigga, wish that all of ya'll could live it 
 Record label budgets, Black Cards, no limits 
 Far from where I started but I don't feel different 
 Ain't shit change this should of always been my image 
 Young Nigga Getting it, just a young nigga getting it 
 That's who I was when I started that's who I'll be until I finish 
 Everybody I fuck with got to be Bout it 
 VIP section crowded and cloudy 
 Rolling up that loud, repping the Dannon Proudly 
 Smoking weed in Amsterdam where they found me   
 [Hook]   
 [Post Hook]   
 [Dj Quik:] 
 A day in the Life of my main nigga Mann 
 Put Dj Quik on your mixtape and you can fuck up the land 
 Compton is the Brand, West LA got them strands of kush 
 That keep you walking west to see the fish in the sand 
 Something bout the coast, makes me want to boast 
 Let's do it like Julius Ceasar with Champagne and roast 
 White grapes and some cheese, this shit is a breeze 
 I'll read Jet Magazine while I check that Green 
 Now what's your motivation if you got no passport 
 What's the situation if your bumming a newport 
 Sugar Free help me introduce them to new sports 
 Get them out the country get these niggas on a new course