Ridin' Chevy

Baker to Baker, bitch I be inhaling vapors
Just a kid from the park, out here rolling with nameless
We getting wild at the dark, now you're running with demons
Just a group of motherfuckers, here to show you what pain is
Light weed, don't give a fuck
Rolling in a Chevy truck
22 with the buck, busta bitches better duck
Dwelling in the mist
I smoke, chiefing on that evil bud
Out here tryna do it, Baker, still do me, don't give a fuck
Chevy rolling clean
Mouth, crooked teeth
Bitches on my dick cause they want me to treat 'em like a queen
But I can't do that cause I fiend for that motherfucking green
Drop it off your ass hoe, before I cause a fucking scene
Dim the lights, the streets are dark
Stray dogs bark as the pistol sparks
Just another night when you're living in the park
Blood money in the ocean, and I am the shark
Creeping slow, the demons in control
Vision clouded by the voices telling me to kill a hoe
Screaming, "Don't let 'em go! Just kill it for the dough,"
It ain't nothing but another fucking meaningless oath
I'm getting high
So I can touch the sky
Daydream about the money, busta living in grime
Making beats and music just so I can pass the time
Waiting for my death, lay back, and close my eyes