whipping through your neighborhood
they telling me to drive slow
man i swear i'm in my zone
someone tell me where the time goes
yeah i got the key in the ignition
yeah i'm bout my business
yeah i know you say i'm on a mission
yeah you know i'm disrespectful
i be creeping through the kitchen
reaching to the fridge to get some orange juice
yeah i'm sipping straight out the jug
no my family wouldn't like it
don't nobody do like this
i go from cautious to reckless soon as the moonlight hits
taking in the sights and sounds of this side of town
looking for experience that i can write about
and i take advantage of my time 'fore my time is out
whipping through your neighborhood
they telling me to drive slow
man i swear i'm in my zone
someone tell me where the time goes
whipping through your neighborhood
they telling me to drive slow
man i swear i'm in my zone
someone tell me where the time goes
respectful til the sun goes down
after that there really ain't no telling what's going down
but we living how we like
people saying what the fuck
but we ain't givin' under night
when my parents get to asking
bout what we've been busy doing
it's a song about everything
i don't never mention to 'em
we've been plotting in an empty lot park
i'm looking out for cop cars
just a couple blocks away from the police station
and i ain't fucking with the pigs
always had trouble respecting limits
tonight is such a blessing
whipping through your neighborhood
they telling me to drive slow
man i swear i'm in my zone
someone tell me where the time goes
whipping through your neighborhood
they telling me to drive slow
man i swear i'm in my zone
someone tell me where the time goes