Taxi Driver Royce Da 5'9"

[Hook]
I'm the taxi driver
Ridin around with me and my thoughts
In the back seat behind me speakin
To me while I'm drivin, I'm hearin 'em talk
To me sayin' where they wanna go
Soon as they get in and they close the door
And then I cruise to wherever we ridin'
Wherever you can imagine from coast to coast

[Verse 1]
I got a foot on the gas, I got my eye on the road
With an open mind as I roll, hopin to spy on my soul
I lose control, pull up to a liquor store then get blowed
Ridin down skid row, feelin kind of miserable
I been the same since my enemies came
You play the game, you get a foul, the penalty's pain
Though I got a pen full of poison, the venom is fame
The light changes, I take a right on Memory Lane
And see, a couple niggas on the corner chillin
Lookin more and more familiar closer to 'em I get
I pull up, hit the locks, they open the door
And hop in and say they names is Hip and Hop
So I grin, pretend I don't know 'em for shit
I ask "Ay, homie, why they call you Hip?"
He says "I'm hip-notic, hip-ocritical
I could say Dear Mama and wonder why they call you bitch
I seen drama, I step to the odds lookin at death in the eyes
They probably murder me, check my disguise
You see it's money over bitches, bitches bring lies
Money bring trouble and trouble wanna follow me
Drop me on the corner of Flamingo and Koval
And remember all eyes on you
Then I come to a stop, he exits the car
So I leave and I hear shots