Farhot - The Ride Home lyrics

[Hook: Jesse James Solomon] Nothing ain't changed still arsehole with insight Like all I did wrong overshadows what I did write (yeah yeah) But money coming in nice though In the back of the cab sipping Remy on the ride home Like I don't know why I don't feel a thing? Is there something in my drink? [Verse 1: Jesse James Solomon] Slip and slide to live and learn you live and die Caught in the thick of time, city lights flicker My city type n***a's been flipping lights but i don't know A city type n***a with a boat so who's shipping shine? Solomon b**h holloman Its like JJ I get it popping myself Me I ain't asking no god for no help Look what I got on my shelf look what I got on my table I got my plate full, I'm stressed but grateful I been up for days burning zeds like an eight ball Buss it like a case, I'll f** your b**h interracial (yeah yeah) No I don't feel a thing [Hook: Jesse James Solomon] Nothing ain't changed still arsehole with insight Like all I did wrong overshadows what I did write (yeah yeah) But money coming in nice though In the back of the cab sipping Remy on the ride home Like I don't know why I don't feel a thing? Is there something in my drink? [Verse 2: Jesse James Solomon] I take shot to the chest and blow an L in sky I'm in a mood and I ain't telling them why Cause I don't wanna tell em a lie Tell em a lie, tell it's life I grew fed up with time Bags done, I want black lungs so I'm belling my guy Look to sky at my lows and raise hell at my heights Fell into crime but now I'm selling my mind like I guess its an intelligent grind, I never run out of words Send em a rhyme and promise not to tell em its mine Tell em its fine , fine art behind the messy frame b**hes love the game, it wasn't game till they started playing Bars are flaming art of paining, once its written they can't erase No they can't erase [Hook: Jesse James Solomon] Nothing ain't changed still arsehole with insight Like all I did wrong overshadows what I did write (yeah yeah) But money coming in nice though In the back of the cab sipping Remy on the ride home Like I don't know why I don't feel a thing? Is there something in my drink?