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Yeah! Ha! Yeah, we got, on
Why y'all cats the abstract nigga with the attitude
Pass the booze, and build on it
I'm in a Cadillac with the grill fronted
I ain't even smoke no mo' but I feel
Yo I'm on the freedom
to the A.M., cats be taking in the P.M.
Tell the I'm the G.M.
Told my team let me get my plays straight, I'ma them
They need me I need them
See the is bleeding
Had to with my mind on how I could divined
Stay on my
I'm grinding, 'til I get blue
Everyday, shit new star
Don't make me act like where I come from he grew tall
a place that to run from it if you neutral
Hustlers and vogues, customers and
I kiss the sky feeling off the stuff that I wrote

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the to feel high

I want to ride in my car, my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel

I'm the cat in hip hop that can go into a thrift shop
Connect, get up to the and get props
If you gonna get that
sure that bitch knock
If you gonna get that glock don't be to big shot
Hip Hop is changing, why want me to stay the same?
Sorta Barkley on how I see the game
I recognize game a scout
Hey yo, I'm bound to your lady as I turn your lady out
I ain't that
Messing with no other women
Because of jealousy a man go under
a man and his mental
Listening to Joan
With the fan and the
Can it be so then?
I rock Rockports, you rock
I want a Rover, but I'm thinking long
I ain't switch over, I just my own lane

I want to ride in my car, my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the right to feel
I got the right to feel
I got the right to high
I got the right to high

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to high
I got the right to high
I got the right to high

Like a pimp to a hoe I connect to the
I feel it in my and my back
A thug came to me, it changed his life
the love of his life, he used to bang to the light
I'm trying to do
I claiming Mister Right
I'm a grown man, I'm too old to
I stay on point like trick
like the sound man who need to switch mike
Sounding bitch
I know the is hot, but we just can't get ice
When our children's children sit
I sing the song to make the fiend's
King ain't got shit on me
I train to rip emcees, I'm peaking
But I still get that cheese
You on some monkey ball chimpanzees
Mobbing through the to feel the breeze yo

I to ride in my car, smoke my shit
Keep my head high, let the spin
I got the right to high
I got the right to high
I got the right to high
I got the right to feel

I want to ride in my car, my shit
my head high, let the chrome spin
I got the to feel high
I got the right to feel
I got the to feel high
I got the to feel high