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letra de traffic jam - solosam

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[intro]
yeah [?]

[verse 1]
seconds turn to minutes
hours in to days
life is such a haze

i been stuck in ways
that’s gon’ separate
everything i made
if i die today
who gon’ hold me down
knowin’ where i stay?

laying down in beds
that i know i made

god knows that i try
but maybe not hard enough

i be tryna call a bluff
one time to two time
and it’s always luck

i know that i can
but maybe not right now

so dark, where the light now
i don’t even want to find out (yeah)

[pre-chorus]
pay my dues, said f-ck my debt
i trust my bet (trust my bet)

paper planes don’t fly like dreams
they go like jets (go like jets)
on my son or daughter
i won’t falter
met this game up at the altar
i don’t alter (uh, yeah)

[chorus]
i’m in a traffic jam
out of my gas and d-mn
i got a place to be
i’ma be late indeed

time is just passin’ by
it’s never on ya side
better drive, homie, drive
drive, homie, drive

i’m in a traffic jam
out of my gas and d-mn
i got a place to be
i’ma be late indeed

time is just passin’ by
it’s never on ya side
better drive, homie, drive
drive, homie, drive
[verse 2]
me and my n-ggas got bags to settle
boy on the road tryna smash a pedal
and all yo bros tryna act geppetto
man i’m finna blow better catch the kettle

and i gotta whole lot dope
with an eight of the dro
if you wanna go match a level

i’ll stash the shovel
in the same place
where i left these rappers that was big cappin’
now i’m big action

and i’m been taxin’
winnin’ races
yeah we been lapin’

twitter mode
man i been @ it
i don’t need it
cause i been had it

all of yo people
livin’ deceitful
they don’t hold it down like they claim

all of my partners
spitting like choppas
we ain’t pullin’ up
when we bang

it’s that joe budden
pump it for me
home dash
yeah i’m runnin’ 40’s

gangsta lean
yeah i’m chugging 40’s
real circle
and they ride homie

slum dog
tryna get millions
smooth tone
peel it brazilian

ooh, i’m feelin’
i’ll k!ll em’
god d-mn, i’ll k!ll em’

[chorus]
i’m in a traffic jam
out of my gas and d-mn
i got a place to be
i’ma be late indeed

time is just passin’ by
it’s never on ya side
better drive, homie, drive
drive, homie, drive

i’m in a traffic jam
out of my gas and d-mn
i got a place to be
i’ma be late indeed

time is just passin’ by
it’s never on ya side
better drive, homie, drive
drive, homie, drive

[outro]
thoughts in my head
i got darkness that follows
i done hung up my line
conversations seem hollow

and it do
nowadays
really don’t make no sense
i really don’t make no cents
really don’t make no sense

thoughts in my head
i got darkness that follows
i done hung up my line
conversations seem hollow

and it do
nowadays
really don’t make no sense
i really don’t make no cents
really don’t make no sense

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