In This Car

Far as I'm concerned, if there's people still hating, they can suck a.... been a drill, bitch I'm sick Curving deals with the shit Real niggas always gon excel, fuck a list unless they put me on the shit They need Winfrey on the shit That's the lane a nigga in (right) Bitch I'm good, I'm straight Hit the wood, it was laced High as fuck, feeling great Wait, fuck never mind This ain't good, big mistake This shit fake And I would let you stay, but I can't, ho I... Bitch, this is success in this car Death to the nagging, but who ain't fluently shitting on critics opinions Don't you see this 'S' on my heart? (nigga) This feels like spark Swisher Might speed in the whip off the dark liquor Born sinner, don't eat in my shit you gon' starve Nigga of course, scripture was in the plan Somehow I thought I'd kill it without it I'll explain it on the second album Nineteen hits feels like my greatest outcome Say whatever, just make sure they copy, copy I get out of pocket, scramble to the dollars Dance my deposit Eat forbidden fruit, see forbidden knowledge Yelling fuck the truth, dropping out of college Wait, woah, feeling good, feeling straight Hit the wood, it was laced High as fuck, feeling great Wait, fuck never mind This ain't good, big mistake This shit fake And I would let you stay, but I can't, ho I... Bitch this is success in this car I've been on track, plus I'm high and these rap feel like space I feel great, take a puff, then a break for too long End up losing the faith that I had This gon' reflect on the chase in my bag Back on the bus in the face of my dad Puff, bitch you a fake, you a Shad Moss I feel a quake in the earth She want the snake in her skirt I give a plate to the girth Fuck all the fame and the percs I will earn me a spot, unless I'm shot by the cops and a name on my shirt Far as I'm concerned, if there's people still hating, they can suck a.... been a drill, bitch I'm sick Curving deals with the shit Real niggas always gon excel, fuck a list unless they put me on the shit They need Winfrey on the shit That's the lane a nigga in (right) Ya, I'm straight Hit the wood, it was laced High as fuck, I feel great Wait, fuck never mind This ain't good, big mistake She no good, she must be fake This aint' good, big mistake This shit fake, this shit laced And I would let you stay But I can't, ho I....