Lyrics:
Riding down 45 turnt up with my music blastin
Got the devil nervous the way I'm swervin through traffic
Covered by the blood so I know I'm well
I'm back in the game, come on y'all drop
Tops with me
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, on these
and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5
Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
vibes on him
Niggas lie up on it
I'm fly up on him
My lid niggas on my corner
They rap too they trap too
Pull up all day you know the roll way
With
the way you players ball
Claimin that your mail is tall
Tell me is it true or false
I put my mack hand down ain't never been asound
I was havin
fat
Straight gas in the air, bitch
I ain't smokin' on no crack
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a tiger by his toe
Gas got me movin' slow, bitch
I ain't
Dodging one way traffic
Running through red lights
A painted zebra crossing
Going to see the sights
Sunroof all the way down
there's no turning
"I don't have all day!"
I said, then, take our order,
And we'll be on our way!
I wanna get a chicken sandwich
And I want a cheeseburger, too
She's
I'm just steady cruisin'
Steady cruisin' (Loaded, what up?)
Yea, oh (Look, look)
(HWEGO)
Catch me out in traffic, I'm just steady cruisin' (Cruisin')
Nobody's making me say this
I'm talking to you
Been travelling seventeen hours
Irradiated by signals, by images
Of viruses, of virtues
Like
In the autumn on the ground, between the traffic and the traffic and the ordinary sounds
I am thinking signs and seasons while a north wind blows
I get up at 4 A.M.
Pour a cup of coffee, feed the dogs
Head on down a dark highway
Same traffic lights out to the middle of nowhere
That's where I go
for me, would you stay 'round for me
Is you a bad bitch or no way
I just need to know before the doorway
Spendin' all this money was a foreplay
'm givin' it all that I got
Now I'm stuck in this traffic just thinkin' of you
And how nobody does it the way that you do
Ya it feels like I'm walkin'
truck lost it's load
It was a real traffic jam
The tomato sauce went to dance
At the towns meatball
And dad said, I'm not impressed by shopping centres
I want you to be the way I want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around
I am many miles away
From where I should be
Hiding in a hideaway
Gazing out to sea
High tide in the channel
Ships sail by my way
While pigeons grey
was down, now I'm all about the mula
(?) bitches super desperate, I call her ass a cougar
Hit a (?) got no traffic, bro call my ass a uber
Can't
attacked
By a rage of hunchmen!
Making his way through the
Evening traffic, greggery notices
That the other vehicles which
Crowd and bump his little red car
I just scraped a couple things
Out the blue flame
Choose one, I don't know, I don't know
Kinda hard, eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Show up, fuck her, then
and all a that (That's right!)
Anyhow on my way here I almost died
This bitch in front of me was like a hundred and five
They worry about drunks,
christians cross the other day
Talkin to him and beggin god i find another way
Off 98 swervin thru traffic thinkin fuck this place
Ill rather die and be a soul
Waking to a sunrise
A glimpse of fire in my eyes
I sip my morning wine then I'm on my way
Daylight burns on the asphalt
Traffic slowing to a halt
an emergency
And if it ain't, huh, then please stand by
Imani needs to take time to plan mine
But if I gotta do it on the fly I'll do it on the fly
But why,
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