Songtexte Movin Traffic - Daymonn

Ok look

I been holding my sane with these drugs in my body Im tryna not to go insane
I got god my side there's no other way
So I know where I go if I die today
It's just me and Pman ain't no other way
I was thinkin bout you almost cried away
I gotta get to the money no time to waste
I think I'm depressed, you can see it all in my face
I could be fragile be nice my heart could break
The support that you given Ain't given no type of faith
I know I'm not bulletproof, But got that thing on me
Shit got luh hard, My nigga you changed on me
You can't never come back you can't be on my turf homie
But it's all love hope you do good homie

The way I be moving in traffic(Okay)
These niggas behind think they finna catch up on me
I ride ina ghost he get burned like a pepper
Ima catch em outside I got blood on my jeans
Not a regular rapper(Uh Uh)
The way I been wit im splitting my fair with my team
You niggas is bums, That's why you click up
Just to make you some songs that ain't getting no streams

When I peep some, That's when I'm keeping it quiet
It's only been me with my gun in my ride
Or it's only been me with my bitch in my ride
These niggas inside they ain't ready to die
These niggas they drive with no money to fly
These niggas they die with no money aside
These niggas want pussy no car to drive
These niggas want this but no nine to five
How you want some and you ain't got no money
Nigga better go get it
I got two watches on the top on my wrist
I just poured lean inside of my brisk
Put that nigga in the blender he finna get mixed
Rap game ain't sweet put your life ina risk
Ion fuck with that goofy I ain't calling her sis
And it's RIP to Rick for everyday you gone miss

The way I be moving in traffic(Okay)
These niggas behind think they finna catch up on me
I ride ina ghost he get burned like a pepper
Ima catch em outside I got blood on my jeans
Not a regular rapper(Okay)
The way I been wit im splitting my fair with my team
You niggas is bums, That's why you click up
Just to make you some songs that ain't getting no streams

Uh well well
Gotta get your own money, Gotta get your own shit
And I know you won't do it cuz your life is a bitch
All this damn marketing is making me rich
All these dame hoes tryna sit on my dick
Don't dry suck baby better slurp it and spit
Finna spin in this whip till my tires get ripped
I'm just rappin, I make it look easy as shit
I got shooters that hit you on top of your lip
Ima ride by myself ion need you on this
Got drink in my system I'm dizzy as shit(Ahh Shit)
I'm in that mood, I can shoot at whoever
Stop switching your cars, You think that you clever
I'm up in traffic I got my Beretta
He wanted to sleep so we gave him a stretcher

The way I be moving in traffic(Yeah)
These niggas behind think they finna catch up on me
I ride ina ghost he get burned like a pepper
Ima catch em outside I got blood on my jeans
Not a regular rapper(No No)
The way I been wit im splitting my fair with my team
You niggas is bums, That's why you click up
Just to make you some songs that ain't getting no streams

Ganger