Cris dinero - Highway to Hell lyrics

[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