Lyrics:
enough car factories to manufacture new vehicles sedans and vans
When they do make the whip you like ya chips ain't right,
By the time you could afford
ain't right,
By the time you could afford it the car ain't important
In the streets silent, it's just I and, cops keep firing in my environment
popping
Remember the baby name's we were rockin
Had that early
Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping
Ready to drop my album when's yours
be hating on me and
I'm fucking 'em anyway
I just signed this deal, I just bought moms a new crib
And it's all good
I feel like bringing my car by
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
take on a repeat
I die
Has that ended?
I die
Are you ended?
Take me to the
Crossroads
You crashed your car again, ripped your noze half off your head
When I was in that jungle we was toting all sticks
You talking beef I'm getting cars flipped
Have a nigga screaming out ooh awe shit
The album coming
out of the park
Where we at
This album will become platinum
So much cheese
And then it will go on diamond
Pretty please
Rolley rolley rolley Rolex
before you today to bring you a sample of our work
An LP, if you will
The creation of this album sought to bring us closer together
To have all of us in
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
I gave you money, power, respect, cars and gold
Made you a star, platinum cards, scar up your foes
Had your back, through it all, my love never
Teach our sons
What if you're walking with your lady where There's cars passing by
I'll stay closer to the street so she ain't likely To die
What if y'all
"Sinatra" "As you see
My Jedi powers are far beyond yours"
"You are watching a master at work"
"Logic" "Mustard on the beat, ho"
Yeah fast cars with
I got an 80's ghetto blaster in my car
I wanna drive to a place so goddamn far
The week pass by, so many nine to five
Sunny days and music by my
to end it
By the time the car sunk
My pregnant girlfriend was still in the trunk
and I was still feelin kinda drunk
The ambulance came and they put me
I used to work at carmax
I drove every car in your parking lot
What the fuck is that, you got to move
You in my parking spot
Made the album in
does it come from?
It comes from me scamming the dumb ass bum bums
Jesse we have to cook, but we do it by the book
Millions of dollars, yeah thats
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
like networks
There ain't shit to prove
Look around the room
They gon' tell you how I move
Step up in the spot
Cleanest cars on the lot
Pressure on me
cars big stars like it's rock and roll
Let's rock and roll
Dip-set, this is Jim Jones man capo status
Santana Killa, the don the album coming March
I'm by myself when I fill up the tank
I'm in my zone when I'm smoking the dank
Tell me I'm wrong like who tell me I can't
This album heat like I made
a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by
the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow
changing
I can't hear the cars passing by
Because I'm blasting this really good album
By a Japanese artist that I found in my
YouTube recommended
But I can
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