Traffic

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G Herbo - Rap, Midwest Rap

Traffic

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[Intro] What if all of us took that attitude, after we face a rejection and a no one While we have a meeting and no one shows up? Or somebody say, "You can count on me" and they don't come through? What if we have that kind of attitude, the cards repossessed, nobody believes in you You've lost again and again, and again, the lights are cut off But you're still looking at your dream, reviewing it every day and say to yourself "It's not over, until I win" Uh [Verse 1] Went to the floor, got back, only way up, know how to stack the racks Do it again, so they know that you him, make an M, make another M after that I'm a real nigga, deserve the throne, turnt them up, put you on, matter fact First year niggas flew to Cali alone, going home, they caught murders out the rack We scratch redeyes, fuck a Scat', pull up Maybachs back-to-back Niggas rich, but they gettin' whack, fuck your sack, go and catch a hat Before my plaques, used to sell crack, sipping on Act', hit me off track Too much stress, I'm trying to relax, pouring up purple right now, relapse Flexing like I got my income tax Staring, these bitches, keep waving they hand like jumping jacks (Swerve) Banging, used to rock red and black like lumberjacks (Like a lumberjack) Done everything I said on wax, hop right out the back, there go Max (There go Max) I used to clap before rap (Uh), ain't gotta talk on no app (Uh, uh) I go everywhere with my strap, I got my strap on my lap He caught me loafing, that's bap, that mean my guard never down Caught a main opp, went to town, made his ho-ass take a nap [Chorus] Sipping on my cup, slidin' in traffic (Traffic) Riding in traffic (Traffic), waiting on the traffic (Traffic) I'm getting fucked up, riding in traffic (Traffic) Sliding in the traffic (In traffic), looking for them in traffic (Traffic) I cannot get stuck, waiting in this traffic (Waiting in this traffic) Hate this fucking traffic (Hate this fucking traffic), every day, I'm in traffic (Traffic) Buy a brand new whip, tinted wrapping, hopping traffic (Traffic) Killers all in my rear, we in traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic [Verse 2] Hot like five hundred degrees, dropped my top and felt the breeze Beat the streets, I left with ease, we was out giving the belt to G's (Huh) Hit everything between his sleeves (Baow), paramedics trying to help him breathe I'm trying to let my killers eat, searching this shit on Yelp, we need it Fuck niggas say the trenches evil, you weren't even there to feed 'em (You wasn't) Can't look eye-to-eye with killers, you ain't got no self-esteem (You ain't got no self-esteem) I couldn't even grieve my niggas, used to get too high off lean Percocet suppress my feelings, cock that bitch back, let it ring Can't believe I'm having cream, I ain't used to have a thing Malcolm X, by any means, I couldn't even have a dream I'ma hustle 'til I'm tired, I ain't never gotta scheme I know I'ma win the title as long as I got a team Run this shit like JAY run Tidal, I'ma keep getting rich, that's vital Big Swerve, these little niggas idol you, but these little niggas ain't nothing like you Them street niggas worship me in the booth, they know I done burnt the mic or two No camera, I know how to shoot, come down like God and strike you I make every man rich, try and break the cycle (Uh-huh) Never shake your hand, bitch, I don't fucking like you Roaches in the kitchen, at it real bad like Michael (Jackson) Young and selling dope, and I kept a jab like Mike do (Tyson) Wanna go to war, gotta have heart, that shit frightening Walking in the dark, 40 spark, look like lightning Catch a nigga right then, let off ten, that's exciting Herbo on offense and defense like a tight end [Chorus] Sipping on my cup, slidin' in traffic (Traffic) Riding in traffic (Traffic), waiting on the traffic (Traffic) I'm getting fucked up, riding in traffic (Traffic) Sliding in the traffic (In traffic), looking for them in traffic (Traffic) I cannot get stuck, waiting in this traffic (Waiting in this traffic) Hate this fucking traffic (Hate this fucking traffic), every day, I'm in traffic (Traffic) Buy a brand new whip, tinted wrapping, hopping traffic (Traffic) Killers all in my rear, we in traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic

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  • G Herbo