Cruising The Streets [2024]
• Written by Coindrop
Coindrop's Notes
4th single for the album in the works. Enjoy
//0:00
Ugh,
What, Yo,
Yeah
//0:05 - 0:26
There are moments where I’m lonely, no one here to hold me,
Nobody but my homies I’d phone in, “yo let’s go, B”
They’re thinking to get stoned, getting high but I stay low,
I told my bros they need to be sober for their way home;
I said, “we’re buying new shit”, while I’m blasting up my music,
Oxygen we keep polluting, obligated to refuse it,
Sunroof is down, one move and we hear the sounds
Of the sirens wooing, officer all we’re doing is cruising;
//0:27 - 0:47 (Sing with the melody)
Riding through the town,
Cruisin’
Riding through the town,
Movin’
//0:48 - 1:51
Let’s get to cracking and start impacting these fucking addicts,
Who’s interacting and asking for matches,
To smoke their ass off, and packing mags and their masks in
Their fucking backpack, better not react fast, them flashbacks-
Clap back and backtrack, you’re in a combat,
Thoughts will compact, might have a contract like covenants,
Get sick from contacts like your phone is acting up and
You must think you’re intact, but like a play, it’s enact-ed;
Don’t need no popularity, I need lots of clarity,
Watchu got to share with me? A partridge in a pair of trees?
It really isn’t fair you see, I’m someone you ain’t care to be,
In a room with the best, you’d be the very least scared to beat;
Hoodie pulled over like a cop stopped me, what a timing,
Looking like expensive network cuz I go to pulverizing,
I can’t wait to see the ones with some misconception,
So I can straighten you out like a fucking dick erection;
Sit in detention with vengeance craving in the tension
That give this impression of bars that have a disconnection,
I don’t want your girl, I'd stalk her first if she was popular,
Then knock her out with my binoculars, but not kill her;
Literal peeping Toms, you pussies all bring a burden,
You donuts ain’t nothing to glaze over, be determined
Right now, cuz there’s no such thing as loosing,
So officer, if you don’t mind, we gon’ keep on cruising;
//1:53 - 2:12
Riding through the town,
Cruisin’
Riding through the town,
Movin’
//2:13 - 2:55
You keep repeating the same words, must be autistic,
Defeating the same person with the misery yall sit in,
Everybody says they’re sick, well lemme treat yall illness,
Complete shit, I could make Silent Bob leave yall speechless;
Spell it out? I got a dope bee, you needed yours photoshopped,
Who wants the reaper? I get fizzed once I sewed a knot,
This the year for the luxury, so F-U-C-K your whole tells,
You'll disappear soon as I put you under a spell;
My magic’s nothing weak, here’s comes my favorite part,
I got a trick up my sleeve, oh, I think it’s my heart,
No one is gassing you up, like fuel needed for cars,
And if you’re classy electric, you will not get discharged;
Just in four words, I make you go backwards,
And you’ll make the score worse, but you need to attack first,
If you think that verse I accessed is something I’d say, “that hurt”,
I’ll say, “incorrect user”, better retype in that password;
//2:56 - End
Riding through the town,
We cruisin’ with our music,
No one to stop us now,
We movin’, hit the school kids;
Riding with the beats,
Riding through the streets,
Driving with no seat-
Belts, bros are smoking weed; [2x]
And we off 😎
Woo!
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Coindrop
Member since June 1 2022