Roy Ayers - Pothole lyrics

–Verse 1: Tyler, the Creator– My mother warned me that some n***a's ain't my right hand To trust her, only my heart and that elder white man His name is Clancy, I fancy him, gotta give him props He half the reason why dealerships even let me cop So now I'm speedin' and tryna drive away from the fact That she was right, so I triple left, tryna double back The streets are filled with some clues, like how I ain't notice that? (How I ain't see that?) f** it, I seen some familiar stuff in the culdesac I pull up, get out, what up? I wanna help, but what you want for some Some n***as don't really want for themself Now do I stay? Do I go? That's my dilemma And traffic is picking up, if I don't leave I'ma get stuck (skrrt) So I speed off, we talk barely and it seems awk Ward, and I heard through some words that you off it I got too much drive, don't wanna steer off path And crash and get distracted But I listen to that weather man 'cause it might rain Keep my windshield wipers prepared 'cause y'all threw so much shade And I got jacket in trunk, but that's in the front I also got power for both of us if you're ever in need of jump Just let me know, my n***a –Chorus: Jaden Smith & Tyler, the Creator– I had to switch the gears on 'em Fishtail in the rearview mir' on 'em Skrrrrrt I had to switch gears on 'em You know, swerve, left turn, steerin' wheel on 'em n***a that's a pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Look out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole –Verse 2: Tyler, the Creator– Snakes in the gra**, but I walk I got some new boots, on the back it says GOLF So I be prepared for their bites, they're all talk I left the condom in the gra** so f** off Watchin' Clarence in a mansion with nobody in it Young successful n***a, ride McLaren with no windows tinted I draw my piggies when I'm in it 'cause it feels amazin' The irony is I stopped eatin' bacon Don't get it twisted, n***a, I'm still hungry Oh he lonely All my friends talk about their hoes and tenderonies All I can show 'em is a couple cars and more things That I've made in the couple past month, he's on, please Everyone is a sheep, me, a lone wolf Nobody gon' make a peep 'cause everyone wants some wool Since everyone is a sheep, not everyone here is cool Man I'd rather drown in a pool by myself than f** with their fleece See, man, T-Man fans be seesaw Wind blows, they go, which way, who knows? One day, “f** no,” the next day, “Okay” But f** y'all, I know that T is four for four I just want that garden and that Batmobile Good health, success, time on earth worthwhile Find somebody who love me and raise a couple of lizards But my vehicle's good for now, that's in a couple of miles I keep it pushin', n***a –Chorus: Jaden Smith & Tyler, the Creator– I had to switch gears on 'em Fishtail in the rearview mir' on 'em Skrrrrrt I had to switch gears on 'em You know, swerve, left turn, steerin' wheel on 'em n***a that's a pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Look out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole Watch out for the pothole, watch out for the pothole –Outro– f**, okay, next one Gotta watch out for the potholes Said watch out for the potholes