Slow Motion

I'm ridin' high on the freeway late at night I got some trouble on my mind cause my shit ain't right I'm comin' short on the real money, a nigga broke I need a fifth of Remmie Martin and some weed to smoke It ain't no joke when you're comin' from the town I'm from Most nigs be dead before 21 I'm tryin' hard just to maintain, I fry my brain Nigga losin' his mind, slowly goin' insane And niggas think I got it all, I was born to ball Eyes bloodshot red from that alcohol I watched the rise and the fall of all my homies who ball My dogs brains blew out blood stained the wall Suckas wish I was dead, didn't live to tell The way a hot slug feel, and fried skin smell Niggas want me dead out here playa hatin' Cause they bitches wanna molest, they masturbatin' I can't help, that's the way it is, handle yo buisness And make sure you ain't no eye witness Keep your eyes on your money boy, at all times Most people don't know you gotta take it slow in the sunshine (CHORUS)(2x) Another day, another way Sometimes you gotta take it in Slow motion, in slow motion Gotta take it slow, can't go to fast If I blast for cash, might not see the green grass At last, make it all green like mash Take your cash, then I dash, picture this with the flash Robotic, economic, knowin' nothin' but ebonics Still hooked on chronic, plus I'm black like Onyx Can you see me with a telescope Or do you need the dopeman to tell you that it's dope I hope you know the difference between Life or death and bein' woke from a dream So many schemes it's hard to see between the seems When the system redeems, bustin' infrared beams From here to New Orleans plenty of dope fiends That's why I keep a car clean, and fulla gasoline Know what I mean, young nigga workin' for beans Still chasin' your dreams (CHORUS)