Capital STEEZ - Cab Fare lyrics

rate me

I tried to be a nice guy

But stars only come alive in the night sky

Fuck a limelight, I already shine bright

And we all want a piece of the pie, right?

But I'm just tryin' to better my team while gettin' some green

It's the American dream

But this is America not a miracle

So it can't be as good as it seems

I lost all hope in civil service

I ain't even end up on this mic on purpose

The ringleader of the nitro circus

The real freak-show, so at night you'll surface

[Verse 2: CJ Fly]

Either they tell him he's really cool or they ridicule

Silly fools

The pros been dreaming big since miniscule

Killin' 'em all not because it's our job

But just to feel involved

Break these bricks down 'til the ceilin' fall

Fuck that, we gon' raise the roof

Choppin' trees and clippin' bud, it's in our roots

Tell you the truth I'm tryin' to fill in the glutes

Know that I ain't playin' when I tell you give me the loot

I been big pimpin' ever since an infant

You a sistren, and I ain't advocating incest

Gave her some now she can't get enough

I know it's sucks, baby you know you want me like a sippy cup

Pops used to pick me up in his pickup truck

I got one shot so I'mma hit it like a sittin' duck

The reload, I just want you to be loved

Just know I'm tryin' to hit it like C-notes

So take a cab to our crib, but know I ain't payin' for your shit

You better see if you could get a lift

Girl I'm throwin' game at you if you catch my drift

And if I pick you up then miss

You don't give me no ass, better picture no gas

And maybe you can crash at my crib

We could fuck the act like it was an accident

[Verse 3: Chuck Strangers]

They say Chuck a stranger, how man, everybody know

We tryin' to get paid, me and all of my homies

So we devised a plan to get these grams

Hoppin' out, guns out, face painted, on some dead president shit

Growin' up that was my favorite flick

Talkin' to keep my black ass out the white man's army and shit

Nowadays we spend money on Jays

Quarter bags of haze and fine light-skinned honeys that blaze

Wakin' up, the sun's grazing my face

No more standing in place, gotta keep this shit movin'

If you brick, dog, keep shootin', you gon' get it all net

And if you don't then stay out, man, 'til that sun set

Two seven's what I'm reppin', fresh Jordan's what I step in

She said, ask a question, I'm that nigga she be neckin'

J is too fuckin' dope, never fuckin' come in second, she said

"Wait a second," I said, "Time is money and money is time"

Unless your head game dope, then sweetie you wastin' both

Shout out to niggas that I used to chill with

Man I miss my dogs on some Michael Vick shit

Letters on your door, bitch niggas get evicted

My down chick rollin' swishas

These ain't raps, nigga, these motion pictures