Drive Slow

Drive Slow

Drive slow homey

Drive slow homey

Ya never know homey might

Meet some hoes homey

Ya need to pump your brakes

And drive slow homey

My homey Mali used to stay one 29th and May

One of my best friends from back in the day

Down the street form Calumet

A school full of stones

He nicknamed me K-Rock

So they'd leave me alone

Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off

Walk around the mall with his radio face off

Plus he had the spinner from

His Dayton's in his hand

Keys in his hand reason again

To let you know he's the man

Back when we rocked Alesis

He had dreams of Caprice's

Drove by the teachers even more by police's

How he get that cash today

His father passed away

Left him with a little somthin

16 he was stuntin

Al B Sure nigga with the hair all wavy

Hit lakeshore girls go all crazy

Hit the freeway go at least bout 80

Boned so much that summer

Even had him a baby

See back back then then if you had a car

You were the Chi town version of Baby

And I was just a virgin a baby

One of the reasons I looked up to him crazy

I used to love to play my demo tape

When the system yanked

Felt like I was almost signed

When the shit got cracked

We'll take a Saturday and just circle the mall

They had the Lincoln's and Aurora's

We were hurting them all

And there was a lot of flirting involved

But dawg fuck all that flirting

I'm trying to get in some draws

So put me on with these hoes homey's

He said don't rush to get grown

Drive slow homey

Drive slow homie

Drive slow

Ya never know homey about these hoes homey

Ya need to pump your breaks

And drive slow homey

What It do

I'm posted up in the parking lot my trunk wavin'

The candy gloss is immaculate and

Is simply amazing

Them elbows poking wide on that Candy-lac

Trunnk open screens on neons lit with --