Lyrics

The track starts with nothing to set apart
From the last few beginnings
Of spinning what's on the charts
You pay it little mind, continue to sing along
Never once considering what they talking bout in the song
Then someone cuts you off & you blast 'em with the horn
The day started off cool
But by now, you're getting warm
(Cue up the next song)
Whew! That's that hit
For the way that you're feeling right now, it just fits
(Blockah, Blockah) Boy, sling that spit
Swear the next person cross in my lane is getting hit!
You better move, trick, get out the way
I’m already running late and today is just not the day
This car won’t let you pass
(Hey, screw you, man)
You already missed your turn gotta rearrange your plans
Gotta take another route to get stuck in a traffic jam
Now you calling in late when you couldn’t be late again

Aww damn, you feel your heart pumping, your blood’s rushing
You’re talking to yourself to get ready for what’s coming
You’re already upset so they better not push your buttons
Thinking if they let you go, it’s consequences & repercussions
You bugging
Bad thoughts playing through your head
Now you seeing red
Every single part keeps the anger fed
Good heart, now you just wishing that you stayed in bed
How a good start to a bad day, leave em dead

"Felt like my call of duty
That GTA running through me
Bout to pop a shot at every whoever say something to me
I feel like I’m on Tubi
Adrenaline running through me
You will remember my name
I’m the star of my own movie”

You stop the car as you pull through the parking lot
That rage building up cause somebody done took your spot
You pop up the trunk, now you feeling like Doc Ock
Bout to unlock the box of this Glock and bust shots
But wait a minute, you ain’t Pac, I think not
Your mind playing tricks, Bushwick, you need ta stop
Remember you cap-i-tan
Cooler than Dapper Dan
Man, don't let them thoughts you think when you drink get outta hand
Woosah (you alright man)
Damn there's Stan
"Hey Professor (bleep), can we have a word, my good man?"
Him & Jan from HR tried to put you in a jam back in January
He better not offer to shake hands
"I've been thinking of the best way to broach this man to man
So I'll try to rip the Bandaid off just as quick as I can
We found out that your daughter created an Only Fans
That’s a violation of code we can’t fix with a reprimand
So we gotta let you go”
Now you having the thoughts again like
“We’re now tuned in to Snapped on Oxygen”
Before you even know it, the Glock is in hand
Poor Stan shot through the spine just as he ran
Close the trunk, since you’ve just gone over the deep end
Why not pop in the shop for one last visit with Jan?
The walk from his car to HR's 100 steps
By the time he hit the door had already caused 10 deaths

Felt like his call of duty
The star of his own movie
A doc on Netflix
Or something you saw on Tubi
He's blowing off caps
While thinking of drill raps
The cops busted in and shot
He bust back
And that was the spark that marked his last day
They did what cops do
He died in the hallway
His fam and friends say he never was that way
And if he had survived
I wonder what he'd say

"Felt like my call of duty
That GTA running through me
Bout to pop a shot at every whoever say something to me
I feel like I’m on Tubi
Adrenaline running through me
You will remember my name
I’m the star of my own movie”

"Felt like my call of duty
That GTA running through me
Bout to pop a shot at every whoever say something to me
I feel like I’m on Tubi
Adrenaline running through me
You will remember my name
I’m the star of my own movie”