Late Night Cruise (feat. Young Chu & Deacon the Villain)

Hey, Hey...

I don't need a strap in my lap at all times

Automatic five for felons that tote nines

Riding city filthy trying to contemplate

Smoking that orange for a minute made me concentrate

Just add water

Because it’s a dirty game when players ain't really playing

Pulpit pushers are slanging salvation and heavy praying

Young ones juggling drugs because the circus is entertaining

They role model say on the surface it's entertainment

Up until the arraignment the sh*t gets real

Did you hustle for big wheels grills and record deals

Grown destined to pay a b*tch’s bills bills bills

I ain't judging, I love them when they got skills in heels

But what about your lights, what about your rent

What about them loud pipes spewing gas you spent

Hip hop honey burn through money earned off corners you bent

Feast turn to famine fam’ and now that b*tch is useless

Hey

You don’t have to worry 'bout today (shit ain’t perfect)

It’s OK (sh*t ain’t perfect)

Hey

You don’t have to worry ‘bout today (It ain’t worth it)

It’s OK (It ain’t worth it)

Rich n*ggas making poor decisions

Million dollar cribs but don’t support their children

Poor niggas making rich decisions

Got to pay the rent or pay the speeding tickets

Lord, the unemployed felon been unemployed size 9/11

But his kids still want them nines and elevens

Last year foot grew to a size seven, now it’s full price

Nicotine fiend smokes two packs a night

Or two packs of white, it’s just true facts of life

First was Chris Paulin’, now he eight ballin’

House full of fiends, babies in the corner crawlin’

Moral of the story is darling

Water too high then don’t try to be a marlin

'Cause the hare with the speed of Clinton Portis

Couldn’t even compare to the flare of the tortoise

Hey

You don’t have to worry 'bout today (shit ain’t perfect)

It’s OK (sh*t ain’t perfect)

Hey

You don’t have to worry 'bout today (It ain’t worth it)

It’s OK (It ain’t worth it)