Hit-Boy, Kirby - Back In Traffic lyrics

Ayy, Hit, how we gon' lose
With shit like this, my nigga?
I'm guilty world-famous, look

Prayin' I don't crash while I'm
Flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past
That shit livin' inside my soul
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and
A few niggas who both
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit
Who knows (Knows)

Sendin' out a toast to my dawgs
Stay ten toes
Call from GTL, damn, you know how shit go
Brodie told me
"Zero in with the beam and the scope" (Beam)
Went down for a mop
He ain't even clean the floor
Showin' love to my closest
Gotta appreciate the moment
I don't do this for promotion
I just keep this shit in motion
That's my slogan
Way before the quarantine and shit
My nigga, I was postеd, dirty strap
Reported stolen
Raw, uncut, no еdited (No edited)
Out the trunk with it
Back in traffic yet again
(Traffic yet again)
Life a movie, ain't no way to hit rewind
(No rewind)
It's all by calculation and design, look
(For real)

Prayin' I don't crash while I'm
Slidin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past
That shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and
A few niggas who both (Both)
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit
Who knows (Knows)
Would they love me if it fell apart? yeah
Who knows
Would they love me if it fell apart?

But don't get back and fall again
I'm right on time for calls, my friends
The lanes have changed but the
Trust, it never ends, ends
Never ends

Roll the pack
Push the McLaren through Ocean Ave
Mint color millionaires
Gon' take out the soldier rags
Shit been off a big load
Pinky and my wrist froze
Then thought it was Kenpo, my dawg pull in
Kick doors
Met a plug from Maryland, heir or not
I'm arrogant clear stones, rare shit
Back in traffic yet again (Traffic)
Loadin' up the chamber, send the shot
The E chop (Bah)
When the money talk
The only time I eavesdrop (Hello?)
Cut the lights on 'em, then I circle back
(Circle back)
Flippin' back through the drive-thru
Servin' 'em fast (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I came straight off the block
Ain't no blockin' me (I'm the realest)
HB the origin, the etymology (yeah)

Prayin' I don't crash while I'm
Flyin' down the coast (Coast)
Trauma from the past
That shit livin' inside my soul (My soul)
Know some gangstas and some hustlers and
A few niggas who both (yeah)
Would they love me if it fell apart? Shit
Who knows
(Would they love you, would they love you
Would they love you?)
Would they love me if it fell apart? yeah
Who knows
(Would they love you, would they love you
Would they love you?)
Would they love me if it fell apart?

But don't get back and fall again
I'm right on time for calls, my friends
The lanes have changed but the
Trust, it never ends, ends
Never ends

Hit-Boy on the beat and all that
Hit-Boy on the flow and all that yeah