Chorus) Mýa Lift up the window, drive through the canyon It feels like cane Cool as ice in February Lips at the window, drive through the canyon It feels like Cane Any hotter Kiss me Verse 1 Need a lady Understands me Raise a family Always happy Gets nasty Keeps it classy On most days And When we switch lanes Legs on my lap , vibe in the...Learn More

Yo I Seen the streets But the streets never raised me It changed me Became a man Slick Before 18 Grind off instinct Though Friends became distant For Instance Persistent Most non existent I drifted Never out much Though Like my city cursed All the stabbings and the beefs made it worse Black Man stays on the right path Eyes mean Turning back , but...Learn More