[Intro: Traffic]
I can't go back
I think the streets love me
Shit, don't get it fucked up
[?], aight
For real
Be careful mane, when you get money people change
[?]
I just can't relapse

[Verse 1: Traffic]
Look I can't relapse, no I can't go back
And if I do somebody's getting laid the fuck back
Stand the fuck up like that
Split his brain on this track
This bitch ass nigga tried to shoot me in my head
And the cold thing is they tried to shoot me from the back, damn
I thought to myself "It's like that?"
Shit could get war, fuck that I'ma get him back
But I'ma run up in his face then look him in his face(his eyes)
Then shoot him in his face (yo face)
Closed casket, cold case, cold
That first 48 shit, I don't need to say shit
'Cause I didn't even see shit
Nigga that's that street shit
Discreet shit
That Traffic (That's me)
Been blasting, I'm squeezing
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