[Hook:]
Made it out the trenches now there's Benz in my driveway
Know that you ain't genuine I see that from a mile away
Broke up with these bad vibes feel like ima die today
I be getting mad high, feel like ima fly away
Made it out the trenches now there's Benz in my driveway
Know that you ain't genuine I see that from a mile away
Broke up with these bad vibes feel like ima die today
I be getting mad high, feel like ima fly away
[Verse:]
Jail cells, fair wells
If pain could talk through walls you would hear my stairwells
Catch that boy in traffic, its a rod block
Pain I feel a whole lot
Ain't no option but to make it
We done made the stove hot
Bag bigger, bad bitches, bro locked
I wish that I could get him back with us
Bag bigger, bad bitches, bro locked
I wish that I could get him back with us
[Hook:]
Made it out the trenches now there's Benz in my driveway
Know that you ain't genuine I see that from a mile away
Broke up with these bad vibes feel like ima die today
I be getting mad high, feel like ima fly away
Made it out the trenches now there's Benz in my driveway
Know that you ain't genuine I see that from a mile away
Broke up with these bad vibes feel like ima die today
I be getting mad high, feel like ima fly away
Driveway was written by ABG Neal & Dirty Sosa & Yung Swisher.
Driveway was produced by Dirty Sosa & Yung Swisher.