[Hook]
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies
[Verse 1]
Drop top with a regular b**h
I remember all the days in the crib
Kick rocks big bank on my payroll yeah
Money make a n***a scared (?)
Like Yazmine ain't you f**ing proud of me?
I'm out here looking like a robbery
And all I was doing the pottery
I was running, ducking, bucking right from the feds
Bust a molly then its back to the trap
This life is too crazy
I can't wind up dead
Paranoia f**ing up with my head
Boy you gotta f** it up, what you saying?
Count a rack up (?) when I'm vacant
Show them boys that you the one that's not playing
(Stop playing)
Kodak boppin' in my funeral playing
Kodak boppin' in my funeral playing
[Hook]
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies
[Verse 2]
Ok, look
The gas gets smoked, Hoes get f**ed
n***as know how it goes And the gas gets smoked
Hoes get f**ed, Pour a four in my cup
n***as really, they know what's up
Ay, gas get
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Ok, gas get smoked
Ok, hoes get f**ed
My cup, pour a four
n***as really know what's up
[Hook]
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies
Everyday look like an illusion
I was cruising down the highway to Hell
But my demons told me cool it
Lord forgive me for my sinning
But my n***as never choosy
If I'm riding then I'm sliding
Windows tinted blowing lucies