I'ma just chill lay low and stay breezy

Out here these streets is so greazy

That's why I get high I'm in the coupe finger to the sky

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Screaming out f**k the world

My baby Mama tripping my son need Pampers

I'm skitzin for a cigarette my lungs need the cancer

My liver's asking where the liquor's at

And more money more problems is the anthem

Sing along if you know this song

A ex con turned good forced to turn back hood

Turn loose to a world no good

Every application rejected cause his record his record

A lot has seen this movie to the credits

Living in this ghetto with no question

High blood pressure stressing high gas prices

Searching for a high to suppress it

Some people turn to the church in search for hope

Looking for that ribbon in the sky

But there's a chair and a rope for most who can't hope

And a note when their last tear cry goodbye

I'ma just chill lay low and stay breezy

Out here these streets is so greazy

That's why I get high I'm in the coupe finger to the sky

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Screaming out f**k the world

They sick of lies they keep telling me

The b******t propaganda that they're selling me

I just caught another felony and

Mama saying this time is all on me

She ain't bailing me out no money for a lawyer

So I'm stuck with a PD

Rapping on the side with a CD

I keep asking him how does my case look

All he do is tweet and update his facebook

I had a fight last night on the tier gave me

6 more months I'm looking at a year

Say he won't revere I'ma show no fear

Don't make me have to earn another tattoo tear

Dear God I wonder can You save me

Because these 4 walls got me going crazy

My Shawty bout to have my baby so me

I gotta get it no if ands or maybes so f**k the world

I'ma just chill lay low and stay breezy

Out here these streets is so greazy

That's why I get high I'm in the coupe finger to the sky

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Screaming out f**k the world

It came different these young bucks got it twisted

All this snitching I came here with it

I just seen dudes sell with a lizard that hug

They kids and kiss their wife on a visit

These young chickens out here bumping kittens

Male teens with skinny jeans they're out here switching

Mic check listen the glove glisten the moon walk thriller theme

The jacket a hundred zippers

The earth shifting the earth speaking earthquakes

In China tsunami in caller shifting

I'm trying to circle the but try and kiss it

If you believe all you can be then why enlist in

All you this farmer lay without permission

Open your eyes and ears people listen

The last days is here dawg the time is ticking

Until judgment day clear I'ma just

I'ma just chill lay low and stay breezy

Out here these streets is so greazy

That's why I get high I'm in the coupe finger to the sky

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open

Screaming out f**k the world

Just Chill (feat Beanie Sigel Bun B & Kobe) - Travis Barker