Joey Cool - 35 Highway lyrics

[Verse 1] It's like a knee upon the neck Reality see when neglect And reality we need to check Now the salary, I need a test Now the mark, I need to get the rep You got heart, then say it with your chest And I'm hardly ever out of breath Why they always yell they out of breath? See my b*tch been the baddest, my clique full of savage To muddy to manage, let's get it established I'm sick of the antics, I'm becoming antic But I ain't gon' panic, I'm winning Goddamn it The Killerest city committee, I'm ruly I'm doing my duty, I'm truly Don Coolie I know it's like a mafia moviе Good fella, my fella, I'm popping [?] The cabo, you gotta talk propеrly to me I ordered it, bring my talapia to me She say sh*t with me, that's impossible groupie My whole career over, come obstacles stupid I got it, but I feel like I'm finna lose it I'm sorry 'bout all this rocky confusion When you got the power sometimes you confuse it Repetitive patterns it's like we are looping [Chorus] Yeah ni**a what's a Friday, down 35 highway? Swa*ky baby did it my way, only know about the fly way Yeah ni**a what's a Friday, down 35 highway? Swa*ky baby did it my way, only know about the fly way Swa*ky baby did it my way down 35 highway A hot job for the broadway, only know about the fly way Yeah baby did it my way down 35 highway A hot job for the broadway, only know about the fly way [Verse 2] These ni**as is haters, these b*tches is haters The fu*k is the point of it anyway? How you gon' act like I'm in the way? I be somewhere on the interstate I smoke a joint on the winter day She in control of the dinner dates I just be rolling to ventilate I have been chosen to demonstrate All of my enemies salty for being great Steak and lobster and pasta, I'm eating great I've been labeled a monster, I mean it babe You don't want these here problems, I mean it babe I ain't known to be following protocols They don't know me, say I'm Mr. Know-It-All I be banging on pins like a bowling ball I ain't known to be following protocols What the fu*k is they doing, these ni**as is groupies A lack of pursuing these women is stupid I feel like you blew it, you had it, you ruined I got it, I flew and I land on the moon You gon' dig what I'm sh*tting, I doubt you can scoop it I handle the rock and then I alley-oop it I'm taking this personal, I gotta shoot it Like I'm Michael Jordan, my ni**as be hooping [Chorus] Yeah ni**a what's a Friday, down 35 highway? Swa*ky baby did it my way, only know about the fly way Yeah ni**a what's a Friday, down 35 highway? Swa*ky baby did it my way, only know about the fly way Swa*ky baby did it my way down 35 highway A hot job for the broadway, only know about the fly way Yeah baby did it my way down 35 highway A hot job for the broadway, only know about the fly way