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scam - driving under the influence (feat. carl) lyrics

[verse 1: scam]
cruising down the street in the glove, got a fat bag
feeling too gone, too buzzed, need a mattress
fast track, fast trip, i know i’ll feel the backlash
i should’ve caught a ride, i’m b-lls-deep, i can’t backtrack
went too hard in the spot [?]
chugging down the alcohol [?]
depression and the liquor with [?] of rage
underage, disengaged, life goals – unattained
headed to my ride without a thought of being faded
my sobriety was kicking, i don’t need a designated
some ignorant words from a kid that claims he’s rated
i ain’t the pride of your life, bruh, i ain’t escalated
put the key in the ignition with my bro to my side
he asked if i was good and of course my -ss lied
started to drive and realized i was deprived
of all of my senses, was this really worth the ride?

[chorus: carl]
is this really worth it?
you’re such a young man
you won’t find the answers from a bottle or a can
you’ve got to find a reason to save your life
no matter what you’re feeling, don’t take that drive

[verse 2: scam]
behind the wheel, lost without a strain in my perception
my pride was too much to be the center of attention
directions intertwined like i was playing a game of twister
my mind was getting bubbled and infected like a blister
thinking so hard just to make a right or left
disabled to the (tonsils, maybe i’m just biting death?)
“you can do this, cam,” it’s like i’m getting away with theft
one more turn and burn and we can leave this on red
finally i’m safe, my emotions took flight
was rolling down the street until i saw the headlights
(the whip/they whipped?) right behind, two pigs in a pen
sirens, flashing red, karma’s caught me for my sins
lights in my face, walking lines down the street
this is the place where my fate will finally (meet?)
pushed up on [?] with cuffs placed on my hands
this is finally it, man, my luck comes to an end

[hook: scam]
cruising down the street in the glove
cruising down the street in the glove
feeling too gone, too buzzed
cruising down the street in the glove

[verse 3: scam]
cruising down the street in the glove, got a handgun
praying this sh-t is a dream, this can’t happen
sheriff up front, barking orders like an anthem
never pictured being here, one thing i can’t fathom
(gambling my rights, another beaner that ain’t sh-t?)
unless i get my act together, bliss is ignorance
for a young hispanic coming from the dirty-o
your heart is where you live, and the shirt is at home

- scam lyrics

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