Black Jeep

One for the road. Poppa was a rolling stone
 On my own roll, hurt my soul just to know he gone
 Shit stick wit'cha, surprised I got no broken bones
 Gold goals. Highway, gone
 Got no more "for the lows"
 No more waiting. No more fear.
 What way we taking? No idea
 No more hating. Look for competition. Nigga, no one's here
 Headlights, oh my dear. Red lights, oh my peers
 Gassed up, I'm air tight. Wanna enjoy my year, yeah
 Beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 Yeah, we hit repeat
 Yeah, beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 We hit repeat, ahh
 Can't let this shit get in my way
 So get that shit outta my face
 They ask me if I am afraid
 No way, no way
 Can't let this shit get in my way
 No way, no way
 They ask me if I came to stay
 No brakes. No breaks.
 Thinking bout the old me
 How I would hold deep inside
 That little girl running wild
 Feeling like I failed her constantly
 Now I'm more free
 Can't take my peace from me
 Within myself I believe
 My darkness won't win the light in me
 Beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 Yeah, we hit repeat
 Yeah, beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 We hit repeat, ahh
 Can't let this shit get in my
 Get in my, get in my way, no
 So get that shit outta my
 Outta my, outta my face yo
 They ask me if I am afraid
 No way, no way, no
 They ask me if I came to stay
 No brakes, so go away
 Beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 Yeah, we hit repeat
 Ugh, beep beep
 Cruising the street in my jeep jeep
 Steel to the floor. We don't need receipts
 A million in store. When we reach the peak
 We hit repeat
 Oo Oo, y'all be wilding for YouTube
 Y'all be clowning like true fools
 Looking ass looking like Blue's Clues
 Dog, excuse me, we rude
 Oo Oo, y'all be wilding for YouTube
 Y'all be clowning like true fools
 Looking ass looking like Blue's Clues
 Dog, excuse me, we rude
 Yo, "Black Syllabus!"
 Ay, this shit was called "Black Instruments" at first
 And she was not having it
 She said, "That shit sound like we some old men playing jazz."
 So yeah, "Black Syllabus!" Thanks for listening
 I don't know what to say! I feel weird
 Why
 This is so awkward
 Say something
 Something