Highway

Cruisin' down the highway, smokin' kush might be too high to drive 160 on the dash, might crash this bitch just to feel alive Anotha' cigarette, postpone the fact that I'm closin' my eyes Long road ahead for sure, not certain, think that I'm makin' good time Cruisin' down the highway, smokin' kush might be too high to drive 160 on the dash, might crash this bitch just to feel alive Anotha' cigarette, postpone the fact that I'm closin' my eyes Long road ahead for sure, not certain, think that I'm makin' good time Well, I'm gettin' married to the mic, not you girl, shit, I'm already sick of the lies Told you just be honest and you fibbed then too, sayin' that you would try and you'd try I'm learning self-control, I don't even really need a piece of your pie Oh me, oh my F*ck bein' neutral, I'm stayin' in drive Whole crew dedicated, even my transmission stays on its grind Maybe I should fix that, put it on the list amongst the rest of my problems I could really use a break where the Kit Kats, Finally got a seat up at the table They pullin' my card, can't see where the chips at Never put another man down before If you try and take what's mine You'll be hearin' that click-clack, fitted blown off, wig inched back Rumor has it some I thought were friendly been closet foes If they had the control, opportunity knocks and the deadbolt would roll They've been judgin' me, which sounds a little bit odd to me I've known them for a long-ass time, last time I checked, they far from godly Ooh, check em on that Caught em' red-handed, now these motherfuckers out here talkin plea If you ain't with this movement, don't talk to me I'm about to pop up with Lebron's mom in a drop-top, feelin' like Delonte West Take my talents to South Beach from this village, in the stick out west Might be too confident, Kan-york West Cruisin' down the highway, smokin' kush,might be too high to drive 160 on the dash, might crash this bitch just to feel alive Anotha' cigarette, postpone the fact that I'm closin' my eyes Long road ahead for sure, not certain, think that I'm makin' good time Cruisin' down the highway, smokin' kush might be too high to drive 160 on the dash, might crash this bitch just to feel alive Anotha' cigarette, postpone the fact that I'm closin' my eyes Long road ahead for sure, not certain, think that I'm makin' good time