k**a B - Traffic lyrics

[Hook] Drive gotta drive stick shift is your strive Trynna balance out feelings gotta pick up your life Cause it's clutch when it's together carpool lane to fame But there's always some traffic on the highway of this game [Verse 1] Gotta hit the 105 before 9:05 bu*toned up your shirt and pants at the same time you drive First day at work and you feeling all in yourself Feeling like the jar of cookies on the top of the shelf First day of change like a 90's PAC song Like the sky is the limit like a 90's biggie song But ain't no tension in your thoughts, no beef on your chest Bleached the shirt in the washer and smoked away all your stress So don't stress.. I mean in the end yo mamma said to always give it yo best But yo best didn't separate you from your peers and the rest So don't rest until discussions of success is in ya breath So breath.... Let it out So Breath.... Let it out [Hook] [Verse 2] You might wanna stress cause you gonna be late All this traffic on the freeway can't be your lucky fate So u take the nearest exit metaphor of you're life Never showed your perseverance never showed you're full strive So u drive! Wait, check the rear view it's a five- O u pulled over broke the lines like it's rover Just a speeding ticket, cool, sent you off to your day Speeding all the way to work has you sit there and pray So let's Pray... Bust through the doors you made it all the way And you thinking to yourself thank God that you prayed Then your boss said Hello there's a drug test today Damn! Though you f**ing made it shouldn't have smoke yesterday (x2)