Letras:
Traffic Can T Find My Way Home

I'm wildin', ain't nothing changed, switchin' lane to lane I'm wild, SS 'til my gas gone Hit the club like that and get back home Got a couple freaks on their way

we have won't last I will always be your friend It'll never have to end She said, ?Ooh baby, can we do it again? You know I love the way you love me

the bar They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna fuck my car But bitch who the fuck you think you are, by far They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna fuck

I'm gone Tryin' to get my money on strong, so an early riser Out befo' them other guys, that's the way to profit every time Can't get too close, my enemies

't a weapon that you got that can stop me now Because we don't die, we won't die And won't never get no better if we don't try But don't get scared niggas

get far as I can Nigga planned what I planned, my gun shakin' in my hand It's one way goin' gettin' money and the power Gotta think again 'cause my plan

supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya fuckin wig back Don't front, my squad got

my crib" I had the girls trailin, had my system wailin (boom boom) Drove off, and my boys screamin loud Happy for the hoes because they wasn't crows

supreme in this muthafuckin rap shit I lost my mind I can't get it back The way that I'm spittin, yo I spit ya fuckin wig back Don't front, my squad got