Lyrics:
arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rat
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty three hours in the cell by myself
Man
and stare at me
We just walk on by
We just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me at the turnstile
I never met him, I'll never
- To the night
And I'm dazzled by all of the lights
The city's just become a stage
A world from a different age
I'm dancing for hours with you
Like
french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you
Tryna get home
It's been a long day
Traffic feels like I'm trapped in tragic
Tapped in feels like I practice magic
Every day they're selling something
to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by
We just keep on dreamin'
Beat feet, walking a two-mile
Meet me, meet me
gallon
Of laxatives by accident just to shit on you has-beens
Had it been for my past tense, I wouldn't be rapping
See these streets made me, broke me
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
is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by we just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking a two mile
Meet meet, meet me
to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by
We just keep on dreamin'
Beat feet, walking a two-mile
Meet me, meet me
staying up all night (night)
Fifty hour weeks got me going loopey
Time to get down gonna act real stupid
Best believe that I'll be blazin cuz I'm best
and heading to another.
But in this crazy Friday rush hour traffic
I gotta jam that will smooth you out and get you right for the night
Imma about to split but
to reel is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by, we just keep on dreaming
Feet feet, walking on two of my
Meet meet, meet me
coming home to say goodnight
The road is long, the traffic's heavy
I don't mind I'll be a while
I'll be home in an hour or two
Don't wait up
I'll be there
dinner so I had to sleep in my shorts
Then six beers as my main course
Two hour nap so I felt the force (force, force)
I feel like Hansel and Gretel from
Rush hour traffic
Always puts me in a bad mood
I got chewed out by the boss today
And now I'm stuck on highway ninety two
Then you call me on my
(Shun on the beat)
(Shun, sauce it up)
When I pull a you on you
Hey
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (two)
They watch tryna do what I do (do)
french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you
doe, ain't no sun shining in my dome
My only greenroom for money, I don't want my dirt to show
Dead tired after trap nights, long hours of standing by
for real, leave the internet gangster
When I seen him up in traffic, caught him and he ran (Bitch)
Niggas really don't want smoke, they talking for
Everyone vaguely knows
That they want to be wealthy
But they don't have
A good set of principles
To do it by
Wealth is then thing that you really
Just a student that's hella stupid going stupid
I'm a nuisance
Influenced by the coochie why you think I for two kids
I been doing all this foolishness
Everyone vaguely knows
That they want to be wealthy
But they don’t have a good set of principles
To do it by
Wealth is then thing that you really
diggin' ya lips
But be careful where you walkin' when you swingin' them hips
I'm kinda concerned that you'll be causin' a crash
With your traffic jam
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