Cruisin'
Wake up every morning
I hop in the mother fucking whip and I just be cruising round like look
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
Look
In a neighborhood where ain't hard to find trouble
It's all over the streets
Never one to be subtle
In fact it's ready for you when you ready to couple
Claims that it can take you past poverty
But when u trust trouble
It throws in the puddle
Cause when you think it's there to support you and love you
It's the one thing in the last second that can fuck you
I can't let pressure build and rush through
If I decide to cave I will turn to rubble
I Love and respect my momma
It is a struggle
Cause she raised me better than this I'm a bust dude
But when there is tinted glass ceilings
It's harder to bust through
You can't tell if the other side is any better
Just beginning the phases of looking through the glasses of clever
You gone have to deal with the pressure
Cause it's privilege to be something of measure
While I tell you something better
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
Living in this life and time
Thinking bout a night of crime
We come up on a quick lick
Gone head hit it growing in a land full of misfits
We off a Xan the ultimate chakra blocker
We in a sloppy state
And I'm thinking to myself is it God or Satan
Now Living life in isolation
In the ISO booth recording verses
Does anyone hear what I am saying
I am trying to remain patient
But the words seem to be mistaken
Just trying to remove all the dirt from my past
It's been a muddy trail
I'm sure that it will last
But if anything gonna fuck me
It's going to be karma
I hope she caramel complected with a big ass
Purse full of that big cash
Driving her stick fast
Hitting drifts giving her whip lash
That's just my wishes
You know the hoe finna be fat
Riding around while she on some bullshit piggy back
I'm tryna live lavish while also giving it back
A hundred and fifty is all I give in fact
So that's why I'm always in attack
Get it how I live
God as my witness
I'm nothing but a kid
With clever dramatic schemes
Imagine when I'm prestige
But I gotta keep my cool
While cruising round on these streets
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
I said I'm cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Living in this life and time
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
God damn
All the pressure you put on yourself
You supposed to keep your head on your shoulders
How you do that when you got the whole world on them
I hop in the mother fucking whip and I just be cruising round like look
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
Look
In a neighborhood where ain't hard to find trouble
It's all over the streets
Never one to be subtle
In fact it's ready for you when you ready to couple
Claims that it can take you past poverty
But when u trust trouble
It throws in the puddle
Cause when you think it's there to support you and love you
It's the one thing in the last second that can fuck you
I can't let pressure build and rush through
If I decide to cave I will turn to rubble
I Love and respect my momma
It is a struggle
Cause she raised me better than this I'm a bust dude
But when there is tinted glass ceilings
It's harder to bust through
You can't tell if the other side is any better
Just beginning the phases of looking through the glasses of clever
You gone have to deal with the pressure
Cause it's privilege to be something of measure
While I tell you something better
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
Living in this life and time
Thinking bout a night of crime
We come up on a quick lick
Gone head hit it growing in a land full of misfits
We off a Xan the ultimate chakra blocker
We in a sloppy state
And I'm thinking to myself is it God or Satan
Now Living life in isolation
In the ISO booth recording verses
Does anyone hear what I am saying
I am trying to remain patient
But the words seem to be mistaken
Just trying to remove all the dirt from my past
It's been a muddy trail
I'm sure that it will last
But if anything gonna fuck me
It's going to be karma
I hope she caramel complected with a big ass
Purse full of that big cash
Driving her stick fast
Hitting drifts giving her whip lash
That's just my wishes
You know the hoe finna be fat
Riding around while she on some bullshit piggy back
I'm tryna live lavish while also giving it back
A hundred and fifty is all I give in fact
So that's why I'm always in attack
Get it how I live
God as my witness
I'm nothing but a kid
With clever dramatic schemes
Imagine when I'm prestige
But I gotta keep my cool
While cruising round on these streets
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round talking to god
Tell him what's on my mind
Concerned for the war outside
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
I said I'm cruising round losing my mind
Aye
Cruising round losing my mind
Living in this life and time
Cruising round losing my mind
Cruising round losing my mind
God damn
All the pressure you put on yourself
You supposed to keep your head on your shoulders
How you do that when you got the whole world on them
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Writer(s): Eric Mays, Marcus Omeish
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