Any dumbbell can drive a car.
All you need to do is turn the key.
Okay.
I'm getting there.
Alright.
Slow down.
That's kinda tight.
Backseat drivers always got directions.
Don't you got your own car,
Listen, this is my mission, I'll turn when I want to,
stop when I need to
Nope, didn't ask you,
put on your jackets cause I'm riding with the
AC
Kill the rackets, you didn't make me,
I hack it independently
And always get there and sit where I'm supposed to,
right behind the wheel
Cause the shit that I go through and don't feel when I roll with fools,
I don't need that
Feedbacks from fellas who say, tell us,
are we whack?
I never ask that,
I know how to fix a flat
Don't got the biggest jack, but I can get it lifted,
that's pure confidence
Not cockiness, common sense
Stop blockin' this
Mirror to see clearer
Look out the window
Take down some notes and then go
Get in your pinto and begin slow
Me, I already know so
Who you tellin'?
Fool, I got a navigation system
in my melon I'm bellin'
So now you're analyzing and exercising
the back of my mind
Tellin' me which way I should go
But I don't know, so
how would you know?
It's this inner mind intertwining that
is relining everything that we do
But what do we do if we get
caught up as a type of crew?
Is it me or is it you?
If I don't listen to you
Then
I'ma just have to
listen to myself
There's a devil an d an
angel on each side of me
Like a trophy up on a shelf
Well maybe I should just keep on drivin',
stayin' alive and survivin', vibin' on this phone
and the track
Just because we in the carpool lane doesn't
grant you access to divin'
Don't complain from the backseat when
we ridin' in a diamond lane
Cruise control is set,
I'm pilotin' so ease your brain
The double lane is only trouble when more than one
wanna huddle and muddle out the muzzle
And how facts and which way I
should steer the shuttle, man
Idle chatter's like your bladder
on a road trip
You're bloated with pissy ideas,
learn to hold your lips like you're water
And that carries over in
life like an overpass
You on the outside looking
through my tinted glass
But acting like you're up under
the engine
My mechanics are fine too,
now my wallet is a one -seater
Suspension sturdy,
so shut that airbag trap of yours
Strap on your seatbelts
and lock your daughts
Let the wind blow in your face some,
take some time to relax
This is my life, my rights and lefts
So hold your breath, hold on
Hold the book up to your face
and learn something
Or find yourself stranded on
immediate hitchhiking
Oh, my leather seats are
comfortable now
Alright then
Maybe I shouldn't think so much
Maybe I should touch the fact
The fact that cracked
the back of a chiropractor
My spinal is drifting, dripping
I don't know if I'm lifting high or
Maybe I should grab an amplifier
and yell as high as I can
But hibbity dot damn,
motherfuckers wanna tell me who
Which way, how, which way to go
But I don't know, I don't know
I had a good thing going
Somebody told me I wasn't knowing
I switched up, now look who I'm owing
Sidetracked down the back
street getting jacked
I should've paid the toll because
the hookup was in fact
In fact, when I look up I got
a sense of where to go
I'm my own natural compass
with in tense flare and so
Look past the car in front of me,
then feel the road out
You tell me slow down to rubber
neck and congest the whole route
I hold out,
on hearing you out the next time
My re -mock age is just fine,
so when it's crunch time
Don't panic and make me nervous,
what's this look like?
A taxi cab service, I already took flight
And I never tell the pilot how to fly
As long as the ride's safe,
I'm all up in the sky
My way, that's right
Or hit the highway jack,
and don't come back
It's the man fishing without
a hook
Getting took not knowing if he's
reading a book
It's intelligent, relevant,
but not the elephant
Stomping on the unforgettable
person I rehearse in
Just bursting in to this flow
Is it a flow or is it, what is it?
Let me do my thing, let you do your thing
I don't care if we bling bling
or sing or whatever you do
But let me go,
I got my own clue and it's in my mind
And that's how you can find my...
Wait a minute, don't do that, why not?
God, I know how.
Well, it's not your car.
Okay, it's your car.
You turn the key.
You two boys shouldn't
play with a car.
Ah, there's nothing to it.
