Ghetto Extraordinary lyrics

[Killer Mike]
you don't have to go home
one time
one time

Easy, that cook shit got me sleepy
rollin down 85, leaning but I ain't weaving
man you, should stay a day in the A
a parade of them chevelots, colors of flavor aid
can you, believe I got it made
Impala in the garage, got forces and all the J's
I'm leaning bad, ride shotgun in the chevy with the homeboy burning sacs