Driveway

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Skeme] The rap game, ain't the trap man No stressin', I'm relaxed man I've been walking with this world on my shoulders Still no complaint,outta me bout a back pain I stayed true, where my profit at Eyesight sliding' where they find me at No sleep, young insomniac It ain't a M on the table, we ain't signing that (Whoooo) I bought a pint, you know I had to sip Real nigga trill 'til the casket dip You could tell that I'm a rebel from the bezel 25 and still alive, where we from that's something special Crooked crowns for the kings of the underground Practice patience, everything that goes come around Money counters counting by the hundred thou's You ain't speaking on progression Fuck we talkin' 'bout [Hook: Skeme] What I say, goes on more live like my way Papers got these haters lookin' sideways Eyes wide shut on this highway I'm throwed trying to make it in my driveway Eyes wide shut on this highway Praying that I make in my driveway Jus' praying that I make it (oohh) I'm praying that I make it (aayyhh) [Verse 2: Skeme] Young crooked, sophisticated Prezi' rollie, I bought it just to remind me I made it I'm up bright and early, after working the late shift Money counter going (Brrr), like I let off a K-clip I tell all of my hoes, get low as a basement Then I put that pound on her, dick feel like a basskick Catch your rhythm in it, I'm talking boom boom clap This your bloodcot gal' You ain't [?] S-K Get it how you want it, press play And when I pray I only ask him let me see the next day (Aayy) I could handle the rest If life a bitch, young crooked got his hand up her dress Blessed [Hook: Skeme] What I say, goes on more live like my way Papers got these haters lookin' sideways Eyes wide shut on this highway I'm throwed trying to make it in my driveway Eyes wide shut on this highway Praying that I make in my driveway Jus' praying that I make it (oohh) I'm praying that I make it (aayyhh) [Verse 3: Skeme] Hard thuggin', no budgin' Big check, no budgets I live fast and pass on past judgement I don't only like it, nigga I fuckin' love it I am raw, rough, and rugged when addressing the mass public My attitude be fuck it, cause muthafuckas love it All dude talk is cash and he ain't swtchin' the subject So get a good look at him, that's everything that you wasn't I be I-N-G-L-E, ain't shit ya'll could tell me Full clips won't buy all that bullshit you sell me Crooked bars stunt, while they nickel and dime They could have whatever left Bitch the world is mine [Hook: Skeme] What I say, goes on more live like my way Papers got these haters lookin' sideways Eyes wide shut on this highway I'm throwed trying to make it in my driveway Eyes wide shut on this highway Praying that I make in my driveway Jus' praying that I make it (oohh) I'm praying that I make it (aayyhh)