Cruisin' Through The Street

Most of the time, ayy, I'm alone Inside of my home, eyein' dope Flicks, ayy, wit' a pot

Of green tea on my stove, why, I'm an introvert, that'd rather Chill or work than trick worth

On flirtin' wit' skirts, pre-fer Pennin' a verse than watch Time disperse around folks

That serve bein' jerks, but Today I'm feelin' different, like I need to get clean air, gas

High is angel pussy, but I don't Really fuckin' care, I can't let Money push me, though goin'

Broke I'm hella scared, but life's A one view movie, and I'm the Director, so to my automo

I hit the road to go to The View overlookin' my city, solo Dolo, no pretty hoe I dun' Scooped wit' the hope of her Showin' those titties, although That does sound nice, I'm more So

Goin' for life, gotta get left Dome to go right, and that Skyline shines so bright, I'm Focused

And I'm zonin' goin' a million Miles up in my brain, all about Loss and gain, my job, the pay

And tryna detach from my Pain, wanna break away the Chains, like cheap latches, and Maintain