Swerving

I be in my own lane swerving Might of took a shot of bourbon Stepping on the gas wheels turning You can smell the rubber burning I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving Doing what I do, I don't care about you If my road is block, Or some Rappers sending shots Imma tear'em down too, It aint fair when I move Only people shooting me is paramounts crew I am such a horror that terrors now doomed. You can't even sit in a pair of my shoes Word of advice don't stare at my dudes Mind your own business, don't care what I do Do not get up next to me, unless you do expect to see A railing and eject from seat, and quickly start to headbutt trees Told you not to mess with me, I am never secondly I am only firstly, you don't wanna verse me For a little blood, yea I get a little thirsty Wait I'm getting off track, like you when you talk back And you try ta race me, when you see me swerving That's the reason why I, that's the reason why I I be in my own lane swerving Might of took a shot of bourbon Stepping on the gas wheels turning You can smell the rubber burning I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving Feeling like I'm J when I'm driving in the Hov lane Think that I'm a boss Rick Ross with the Rose Always on the move but won't see me with a low tank Asking me to slow down, I be like no thanks Chilling with a pretty thot, looking like she Nitty Scott Wanna see them titties pop, wanna see that kitty wap College Points the city Yup, tryna hit a million working for the day that my bank is a billion I'm the one, that's making traffic Crazy fly, but I'm safe when landing Chopped cheese you ain't taste a sandwich That's my hero, paper bag it NY kid from the QZ Keep on asking yo who's krete Give me time man and you'll see I ain't gonna lose you, you'll lose me I be in my own lane swerving Might of took a shot of bourbon Stepping on the gas wheels turning You can smell the rubber burning I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving Swerving Swerving Swerving Swerving I be in my own lane swerving Might of took a shot of bourbon Stepping on the gas wheels turning You can smell the rubber burning I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving I be in my own lane swerving