Hook
Driving a lex, switchin lanes, shifting gears
The feeling I crave in these streets
Lets make out in this lex, eeeehhhee hheee
Verse 1
Laid back, I represent, track masters back to back
It's the Recipe, ideal. n***a holler back
The Nike's and the Yankee cat, knickerbockers that ride
And everybody that came to grind in the name of the Holy Grail
On my rail focused, who y'all trying to derail
Said a prayer for success, at times to no avail
But I hustle hard and smart, attain success
The feeling that am feeling like a feel it, live wire.
Verse 2
Cavers' crescent, the place where they laced me at
Get ready baby, receive this dick
Work that thing, I work that think
Spend dough on that thing, switch lanes right now
Shift the gear right now, toss your tits
Bounce to the beat flow tight
I dress real nice, tell the mice the top cats back in this byatch
Plus I carry more weight, reward of progress
Catch me, out on the block riding tight with my glock
To make sure the product done move like it should
If I could I'd trade places but I can't this is me
Verse 3
Ladies that, love to mérnage the guy
Only once in your life will I hit it
Take a flight up to the next make cheddar
Perplexed by the dislike on a n***a progress
Am from the hood, naturally! I expect that sh**
Inspect and count the money that roll right in
Take your clothes right off, get that dick right in
Make that doe right now, am a pimp right now
Am the sort of fella that work the furlough
Driving a lex switching lanes up, that's right
Like I gotta flex my hustle muscle, for real
I drop a bomb, nuke the foe, uh huh
Progress is mine in this game of lies, deceit
Truthfully a n***a down to ride, or die
From the bottom right up to the top, feel the vibe
From nada, I dress you up in Prada, yeah
Am one of the truest to do it over and over, ok
The feeling that am feeling like I feel it eh eh eh eh eh