NY Traffic Views

I cannot slow or sum

I’m a grown man, **** don’t me owe me nun

Locked in and I’m still rolling blunts

**** not shit prolly done fooled me once

But that was back then

Bad lil ma’am make me feel like I’m the only one

When I’m in her land

Bitch I do my dance, lil move it ain’t crazy or nun

I just be vibin

I was stuck in my hive, Then I got the keys revved up and start driving,

Take a look around, sick x lost all beside me

I just said "o let’s do it" and never stopped grinding

Blame it on timing but no excuse

Cause I don’t know when everything is thru

Hit the bank they like "oh it’s u!"

Still got the drive even with low fuel

I be in a crowd and get lonely too

Only make her wife is she honest, truth

No going back man it all was wooz

But I learned, I grew

I wanted my life and they wanting my tunes

Feel so blessed no achoo

If Feel it in ya chest then I gotchu

Young OG homie I’m not new

But I’m just getting started on with I do

And I’m taking it far, it’s all I can do,

It’s all I know how, toasty my crew

And it be like

NY traffic all in my view