Slidin
Trauma Tone
(Kino Beats)
Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin'
What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch
In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses
I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip
Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Sliding, east siding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Back of the Rolls, cracking jokes with the driver
Back of the Rolls looking at hoes riding by him
Rolled up another one
Don't want no smoke and I ain't even halfway done
Probably won't get home 'til the rising of the sun
Now I'm in the kitchen making breakfast for my son
Take a shower, charge both of my phones then get back on the road
We was still clocking dough when the world was closed
Now shit back open and we raking in more
Hustling to no end
Like my homies in Detroit having motion
Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin'
What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch
In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses
I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip
Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad
(Kino Beats)
Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin'
What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch
In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses
I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip
Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Sliding, east siding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Back of the Rolls, cracking jokes with the driver
Back of the Rolls looking at hoes riding by him
Rolled up another one
Don't want no smoke and I ain't even halfway done
Probably won't get home 'til the rising of the sun
Now I'm in the kitchen making breakfast for my son
Take a shower, charge both of my phones then get back on the road
We was still clocking dough when the world was closed
Now shit back open and we raking in more
Hustling to no end
Like my homies in Detroit having motion
Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin'
What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch
In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses
I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip
Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing
Sliding, east siding, high riding
Back of the Rolls with my notepad
Credits
Writer(s): Shante Franklin, John Jr., Markino Hay
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