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through the door.
Through the door.
You got pulled over by a cop, on your way.
Didn't have time to text me and tell me what came up.
Now you're stuck, in

I'm in the automatic with an automatic
You niggas better run if you don't want no static
Have yo bitch doing tricks but without the magic
I got

gettin took nd we pray theres gone be a traffic jam But no average man apt the manually manifest passion cared i cared i cared 
But baby let this moment

a bit too cold, and I
I'm moving south
Who stays in a place where they don't get nobody's respect
Who likes getting hit by the traffic they've been told

traffic just inhaling some lead
I'm in a phonebox breathing up a stranger's breath
No change left, I fed my last gold Queen's head
‘You're busy now' is all

I ain't crashing nothing
Swerving all through traffic, bitch I'm high
You better not tell me nothing
Don't show me nothing
Is ZaZa not the only one?
I

The balance is preserved by
The snails climbing the santa Monica cliffs
The luck is in walking down Western Avenue
And having the girls in a massage

you want

The perfect place to spend lazy noons
To watch the traffic lights
So many people oh just passing by 
in Maple Ridge.

Bridge: Oh you can stay

to pay to make a way so she stared moving bricks
She came up poor, had no food in the fridge
Niggaz on the block and give her shit but gave her dick

Watching the rain, as it tumbles and falls
Cigarette floating, while the traffic just crawls
Making our way down one-way boulevard
In comfortable

else can you say

Cheers from Croatia - it's not hard to say
Pay up front, and I'll see you on your way
Tourist trap or a real chic decision
Money's

of living life turnt every night hollering out "YOLO"/
Most times in solo
Making moves by my lonely/
Had to learn the hard way only one I can trust is me

traffic can't afford fi late
Day long cuda get me break now
Me ah call Raymond Afi watch me table please
If me boss find out em wuda give me firing

No food

a breeze
Could push a passenger train way back through the trees

In quiet contemplation
Just like that, and I know
Why bother stopping by when
A second

upon illusionists
Suprеmacists way past off shit
Crass with the superficial mix
Niggas wanna get gasping
Whеn I have not even gone in
Crash with

and variables
Is it something to do with the concept that a god created us?
Did you think, "oh god wouldn't let that happen to us"
Backed up by the ones who are

Through the night we shine
I told her this my time
We gon do it right
But she won't stay by my side
And that's okay
Don't you get in my way
Yea I

a stoplight 
Oh oh oh love is like a stop

What you doing to me
Visor on the sun
You say it's green light
I'll say it's red I'll run
I'm tryna keep up
Traffic

imagination
No it ain't that hard just to see
Her frustration

I'm sure it's hard I'm sure it's hard to see
That two way traffic when you're caught out in

never had a doubt
Preach the gospel like a bad habit I can't stop
Heavy like bad traffic the flow so ill
The spirit empowers me to do God's will 
Am all

to put in work, I ride by the traffic line ooh they following the hurst, You can call it child play I call it work, You hear that loud sound then hit

only book flights one way
Cus I would rather kick it in the backyard watching you sunbathe
The life, where we headed to tonight?
We in the Lyft,

goat off in a spliff
Yea we really shits
Way to raw that’s problematic
Artillery automatic
Studio I’m ecstatic
My heart cold
I turned a savage
Stuck in

remember nigga looking sick, everybody wanted my wrist.

Christmas hitlist, head of a pumpkin , Jack way I run up in ya shit 

Yea! I confused the holidays