Gridlock grind

**[Verse 1]**

Stuck in traffic, yeah, I’m crawlin’ like a snail,

State patrol creepin’, tryna catch me slippin’ in my tail.

Blinker on, but these lanes ain’t switchin’,

Every brake light flashin’, got my temper itchin’.

Cut me off? Man, you playin’ with your life,

Slammin’ brakes like we ain’t all just tryna survive.

Same damn road, can’t even tell how far I went,

GPS glitchin’, like my patience—100% spent.

**[Pre-Chorus]**

One, two—watch the cars collide,

Three, four—honkin’ horns, we ride.

Five, six—cop lights in my rearview,

Seven, eight—shoulda took the detour, fool.

**[Chorus]**

Gridlock grind, yeah, I’m losin’ my mind,

Tires screechin’, swear this highway’s a crime.

Gas tank low but my rage on E,

Shoulda stayed home with a forty and my TV.

*(Oh my, good Lord!)*

**[Verse 2]**

Rubberneckers makin’ every wreck worse,

Phone in hand—textin’? Man, you gon’ curse.

Left lane campers, move over, slowpoke,

I’m ’bout to ride the shoulder, call it a Hail Mary stroke.

Road rage simmerin’, AC on blast,

Radio screamin’ but the signal won’t last.

Exit 5 feelin’ like Exit 55,

If I miss my turn, swear to God I’m gon’ dive.

**[Bridge]**

Yellow light? Nah, I’m punchin’ that red,

Toll booth trolls want my last damn bread.

Tinted windows, yeah, they hidin’ my pain,

Same old freeway, different day, same chains.

**[Chorus]**

Gridlock grind, yeah, I’m losin’ my mind,

Tires screechin’, swear this highway’s a crime.

Gas tank low but my rage on E,

Shoulda stayed home with a forty and my TV.

*(Oh my, good Lord!)*

**[Outro]**

Parkin’ lot livin’, bumper-to-bumper blues,

If traffic was a vibe, it’d be the one you lose.

Next time I’m walkin’—hell, I’ll take a plane,

‘Cause this gridlock grind’s drivin’ me insane.