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Verse 1: On the stretch cruising by, doing 60
Looking out the window thinking there’s a 50-50 chance that the way I’m going is the wrong turn, but who cares? As long as I don’t see nobody shifty…
…in my views. This ragged-ass Cadillac engine smoking. I swerve into the street monoxiding, now passerbys are choking. At this point, I’m mad at Mama for this embarrassment of being poor. Imagine the jack shit I put up with at school, Jerking…
…kids wait to egg it a block away. Fuck ’em. I don’t associate with faggots anyway. I know, no girl wants to be seen in this clusterfuck. Pack ’em in your front seat. It’s just another day
Break:
But I see you, your man and your poisonous crew
*door slamming in background*
Hopping out a red Bentley four, while I’m struggling to slam a Cadillac door
(That doh fucking closing, man?? What de modass! *Slam!*)
Verse: [con’t] First impressions are the worst lessons. They rev the engines now, after the energy lessens
Weight in my trunk and backseat. Bodies straight from the closet. I’m positive my deposit for the river will lower my transgressions
Hook: But what will fate decide?
I hope it will be alright
These obstacles will get aside
It’s all in a matter of time
It’s raining, got the wipers on for my sight
There’s nobody on my side
It’s just me and my ride
It’s all in a matter of time
[-vocalizing-]
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