Traffic

Went to the floor, got back, only way up, know how to stack the racks

Do it again, so they know that you him, make a M, make another M after that

I'm a real ****, deserve throne, turnt 'em up, put you on matter fact

First young **** flew to Cali alone, going home that caught murders out the 'Raq

We scratch red eyes, fuck a Scat, pull up, Maybachs back to back

**** rich, but they getting whacked, fuck yo' sack, go and catch a hat

Before my plaques, used to sell crack, sippin' on Act' had me off track

Too much stress, I'm tryna relax, pouring up purple right now, I relapsed

Flexin' like I got my income tax

Staring, these bitches keep wavin' they hand like jumpin' jacks

Bangin', used to rock red and black like lumberjacks

Done everything I said on wax

Hoppin' right out the back, there go Max

I used to clap before rap, ain't gotta talk on no app

I go everywhere with my strap, I got my strap on my lap

He caught me loafin', that's bap, that mean my guard never down

Caught a main op walkin' to town, made his ho-ass take a nap

Sippin' on my cup, slidin' in traffic

Riding in traffic, waiting on the traffic

I'm gettin' fucked up, riding in traffic

Slidin' in traffic, lookin' for them in traffic

I cannot get stuck, waiting in this traffic

Hate this fuckin' traffic, every day I'm in traffic

Buy a brand new whip, tint and wrap it, hop in traffic

Killers all in my rear, we in traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic

Hot like 500 degrees

Dropped my top and felt the breeze

Beat the streets, I left with ease, we was out givin' the belt to G's

Hit everything between his sleeves, paramedics tryin' help him breathe

I'm tryin' let my killers eat, searchin' this shit on Yelp, we need it

Fuck **** say the trenches evil, you wasn't even there to feed him

Can't look eye to eye with killers, you ain't got no self-esteem

I couldn't even grieve my ****, used to get too high off lean

Percocets suppress my feelings, cock that bitch back, let it ring

Can't believe I'm havin' cream, I ain't used to have a thing

Malcolm X, by any means, I couldn't even have a dream

I'ma hustle till I'm tired, I ain't never got a scheme

I know I'ma win a title as long as I got a team

Runnin' shit like Jay run Tidal

I'ma keep gettin' rich, that's vital

Big Swerv, these lil' **** idol you, but these lil' **** ain't nothin' like you

Them street **** worship me in the booth, they know I done burnt a mic or two

No camera, I know how to shoot, come down like God and strike you

I'll make every man rich, tryna break the cycle

Never shake your hand, bitch, I don't fuckin' like you

Roaches in the kitchen, had it real bad like Michael

Youngin' sellin' dope and I kept a jab like Mike do

Wanna go to war, gotta have heart, that shit frightening

Walkin' in the dark, 40 spark look like lightning

Catch a **** right then, let off ten, that's excitin'

Herbo on offense and defense like a Titan

Sippin' on my cup, slidin' in traffic

Riding in traffic, waiting on the traffic

I'm gettin' fucked up, riding in traffic

Slidin' in traffic, lookin' for them in traffic

I cannot get stuck, waiting in this traffic

Hate this fuckin' traffic, every day I'm in traffic

Buy a brand new whip, tint and wrap it, hop in traffic

Killers all in my rear, we in traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic