Lucas Coly – Cruisin lyrics

[intro: yeah.. Lucas.. Coly.. I just wanna talk to you.. Yeah.. Yeah]

[Chorus]
Shit get crazy homie
I got so many questions
I'm cruisin' round the city
Thinking, waiting on a blessing
You'd be surprise at what I'm on
I feel the pain, I'm stressing
If you ain't calling bout no money
You can keep it stepping
I might just take a nigga bitch
And pass it to my nigga
I might just let my partner run up here
I don't care who with ya
I might just tell you face to face
See I won't fucking diss ya
I'm a nigga tryna get it
Hope you get the picture

[Verse]
I got some hunnids in my pockets
But I ain't gon spend em
I'd rather stash em, make it triple
Turn that cheap to demin
Look I could break the rules
Better than I fucking bend em
I ain't no gangsta but
You throw them shots and we gon send em
Right back at you
I'm sorry homie, love don't live fair
Niggas pray for me to fall
But bitch I'm still here
I used to take that shit to heart
But shit, ain't shit fair
Sometimes I act like I ain't tripping
But I still care
That why I push the pain aside
And let her roll it for me
She say she love my slugs
That booty poking, show me
I got a couple ounces on me
She gon hold it for me
We pull up to the scene
And she gon scope it for me
I tell her go and do ya thang man
I wanna fuck you all day
When we done with this shit?
The way she do, ima go
I fall in love with the bitch
No feelings
Shit we fuck
And do the drugs
And that's it
Oh yeah...