[Intro]

Yeah [?]

[Verse 1]

Seconds turn to minutes

Hours in to days

Life is such a haze

I been stuck in ways

That’s gon' separate

Everything I made

If I die today

Who gon' hold me down

Knowin' where I stay?

Laying down in beds

That I know I made

God knows that I try

But maybe not hard enough

I be tryna call a bluff

One time to two time

And It’s always luck

I know that I can

But maybe not right now

So dark, where the light now

I don’t even want to find out (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

Pay my dues, said fuck my debt

I trust my bet (Trust my bet)

Paper planes don’t fly like dreams

They go like jets (Go like jets)

On my son or daughter

I won’t falter

Met this game up at the altar

I don’t alter (Uh, yeah)

[Chorus]

I’m in a traffic jam

Out of my gas and damn

I got a place to be

I'ma be late indeed

Time is just passin' by

It’s never on ya side

Better drive, homie, drive

Drive, homie, drive

I’m in a traffic jam

Out of my gas and damn

I got a place to be

I'ma be late indeed

Time is just passin' by

It’s never on ya side

Better drive, homie, drive

Drive, homie, drive

[Verse 2]

Me and my niggas got bags to settle

Boy on the road tryna smash a pedal

And all yo bros tryna act Geppetto

Man I’m finna blow better catch the kettle

And I gotta whole lot dope

With an eight of the dro

If you wanna go match a level

I’ll stash the shovel

In the same place

Where I left these rappers that was big cappin'

Now I’m big action

And I’m been taxin'

Winnin' races

Yeah we been lapin'

Twitter mode

Man I been @ it

I don’t need it

Cause I been had it

All of yo people

Livin' deceitful

They don’t hold it down like they claim

All of my partners

Spitting like choppas

We ain’t pullin' up

When we bang

It’s that Joe Budden

Pump it for me

Home dash

Yeah I’m runnin' 40’s

Gangsta lean

Yeah I’m chugging 40’s

Real circle

And they ride homie

Slum dog

Tryna get millions

Smooth tone

Peel it Brazilian

Ooh, I’m feelin'

I’ll kill em'

God damn, I’ll kill em'

[Chorus]

I’m in a traffic jam

Out of my gas and damn

I got a place to be

I'ma be late indeed

Time is just passin' by

It’s never on ya side

Better drive, homie, drive

Drive, homie, drive

I’m in a traffic jam

Out of my gas and damn

I got a place to be

I'ma be late indeed

Time is just passin' by

It’s never on ya side

Better drive, homie, drive

Drive, homie, drive

[Outro]

Thoughts in my head

I got darkness that follows

I done hung up my line

Conversations seem hollow

And it do

Nowadays

Really don’t make no sense

I really don’t make no cents

Really don’t make no sense

Thoughts in my head

I got darkness that follows

I done hung up my line

Conversations seem hollow

And it do

Nowadays

Really don’t make no sense

I really don’t make no cents

Really don’t make no sense