Commuter

[Verse 1: YOSHUA]
Alarm waking me up, ringing so dang loud
Bro it's 6 AM, why it be so loud?
Hah, I pull up the kicks from out the closet
What's it gon' be? Vans slips or the Roshes?
Huh, grab the keys off the granite counter
Whip the Prius, I don't need nothing louder, huh
I take off so fast I do a bunny hop
Off the curb like dang, my motor need to stop
Playing, whatever, it's traffic on the 210
Looks like I'ma be late again
My boss hates me, if he had to rate me
I would be a negative, all the things he saying
But I need this money, so I make the trip
In my lil' thing that saves gas, what a whip
What a whip

[Chorus: YOSHUA]
I'm commuting, whipping to work on the daily
I start the engine, then say bye to my baby
This my life, I'm giving you the 4-1-1 (ho!)
Car crash, calling 911 (whoa!)
Step into work, looking the cleanest
Boss in his office, looking the meanest
But I don't care, 'cause I got it in, no traffic
Whip putting in that work commuting, no slacking

[Verse 2: YOSHUA]
I get this money, then it's time to clock out
I'm headed straight home to my baby, know what I'm talmbout
Know what I'm all 'bout
I'm 'bout that gas efficiency
Take the same route, need to start thinking differently
I gotta check Waze to see if there be traffic
On the highway to see about that action
I'm flashing my signal lights, 'bout to change lanes
When the dude with the P Cruiser hit the brakes
So fast, nearly hit my head on the dash
Like dang, wonder what that dumbo was thinking
I'm hurt, the airbag coulda put in work
To my face, but it's chill, I'll be okay
Make it home, got my baby all alone
It's cool, got me in love like a fool
I'm saucy, just an employee, she bossy
Rolling 'round on the carpet

[Chorus: YOSHUA]
I'm commuting, whipping to work on the daily (what you doing?)
I start the engine, then say bye to my baby (then we cruising)
This my life, I'm giving you the 4-1-1 (what?)
Car crash, calling 911 (hey!)
Step into work, looking the cleanest (I'm looking clean)
Boss in his office, looking the meanest (he looking mean)
But I don't care, 'cause I got it in, no traffic (no traf!)
Whip putting in that work commuting, no slacking (no slack!)

[Verse 3: K.V.N]
Waking up at 5 AM, the same grind again
I move fast, I boom baps
But watch my step, straight to the point
All my shots direct while I stretch the context
All I set up on ends is nothing far-fetched
But it's got me on edge
'Cause it could block me by fences
Checking my expenses, opportunity cost
And if I'm caught up with the stress, school be
Putting on that pressure, I don't need it
And I ain't keeping discretion, never sitting in recession
I be steady pressing pedals, going heavy like the metal
Let me empty all the lead from my motherfucking pencil
Spitting straight adrenaline, I been so settled
Huh, know I been so settled
Know I been so, know I been so settled

[Outro: YOSHUA]
Pull up in a limousine, I'm looking like a guillotine
I'm turning women's heads
And they dropping dead 'cause I'm looking clean
I'm tryna paint a picture, it's simple, yo I'm a lady killer
Got a couple shooters put a couple bullets straight through ya
Charge it to my card, never mind, I don't keep the credit
Cash only, cash on me, facts only, bye homie