Lyrics:
Bro got days in that trap
I ran my days up this lab
After school, it was cab after cab
Tryna get that re for the pack
Bro got days in that trap
I
Park the car hold my keys Somebody’s driving but it ain’t me
I do the cab ride boogie the cab ride boogie
Come on driver take me home tonight
My Morning Jacket X and Evil Urges
Beware and Be Grateful by Maps and Atlases
Menomena Friend and Foe
John Mayer Continuum and Trio
The Civil Wars
like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
Cab can't calm you now
On and on I'm a young King Kong
I been saving up on my graces
Had to get a hold of all of my faces
Face it, holding on by
Travis, Travis)
Whatever I say (Travis, Travis)
(Yeah)
Hold that, hold that heater (yeah, yeah, Pluto)
Hold that, hold that heater (yeah, yeah)
Hold
the crib all day
Curl up by the fireplace
Just us, that's a fire day
Let's just not try today
Let's just get high today
Said let's just sit here, live
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
sponsored by Tyson
It’s a Good day I just brought 50 pints in
Shout out mei ling and her fam for this light 10
We finna double back again befor the night end
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
ready to gin
She will take you to place that you've never been
If you know what you doing with that ole super 10
Don't care if it's a day cab or one
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
Wanna scrap
Then they cutting your veins
Give me space
I got nothing to say
Hold down I been
Running for days
Hold down I been grinding for ages
Fuck rap
of dreams
With tall buildings, flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
Goddamn traffic is gettin on my nerve
I see your face by the curb
ahead, hit the door
I'ma hold it so cold, like you can't hear the coat
Gonna sit right here, make a fuck nigga flow
Fuck that, spend a day tryin' to go up
ain't talking about a grankid
Wanna see grands kid
Move like a bandit everyday I'm tryna get bands in
She said I'm better than her X-Men
Coz I hold
(bando)
Flew this bitch in from LA for a day then I nut on her face, now she gone by the way (bow)
Ain't got too much to say don't do pillow talkin' (no!)
the nearest bar
Yeah by that sex shop that sold
Minks lingeries and bras
We talked for a few hours then we took a cab and a trip
To the hotel so we can
the cold winds blow
The longest train I ever saw
Was down that northern line
The engine passed by at ten o'clock
The cab passed by at nine
In the pines, in
Now, that's the day you know I'm at Peace, when you lay us down,
My four by four and me
I do my best to be a real good man, Keep my head down, and live
flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the fuck is Jay-Z
(God damn traffic is getting on my nerve)
(I see your face by the curb)
Goddamn dog I been
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