Traffic
C.O.L.O.R Lyrics
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Skrt, get out the way
I just wanna traffic
It's too much traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
I just wanna traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Sitting in the car tryna move work
Had my plug hit me from the new chirp
First time on the road a nigga heart racing
A nigga tryna get to his destination
Hustle everyday tryna get ahead
I ain't looking side to side, I'm looking straight ahead
Back to back traffic and a roadblock
I'm tryna get there before 5 o'clock
I just wanna traffic
It's too much traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
I just wanna traffic
It's too much traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
So close I feel like we 'bout to bump
Hundred degrees, mail coming through the trunk
Look under my seat, I got a Smith & Wesson
I think I see lights but that's my damn reflection
Nervous than a bitch, fast heartbeat
No tints in the back, just a car seat
12 right ahead, cut my lane off
I gotta hurry up and get these things off
I just wanna traffic
It's too much traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
I just wanna traffic
It's too much traffic
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
The song Traffic by C.O.L.O.R is about the struggles that drug dealers face while trying to transport their product. The singer of the song is sitting in their car, trying to move their work and reach their destination before 5 o'clock. The traffic is making it difficult for them, and they are nervously looking around to make sure they are not being followed by the police. Despite the challenges, the singer is determined to continue their hustle and get ahead.
The lyrics of the song vividly depict the risks and dangers that drug dealers face every day. The line "Look under my seat, I got a Smith & Wesson" shows the singer's fear of being caught and the lengths they are willing to go to protect themselves. Throughout the song, the word "traffic" takes on a double meaning, referring to both the actual traffic on the road and the drug trafficking that is taking place.
Overall, Traffic is a gritty and realistic portrayal of the street life that many people live. The lyrics may be unsettling to some, but they offer insight into a world that is often hidden from view.
Line by Line Meaning
Skrt, get out the way
Move, clear the path
I just wanna traffic
I just want to be successful in my illegal activities
It's too much traffic
It's getting difficult and stressful to carry out my illegal activities
Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop
I need to keep moving and avoid any interruptions
Sitting in the car tryna move work
I am in the car trying to transport drugs
Had my plug hit me from the new chirp
My drug supplier contacted me through a new phone number
First time on the road a nigga heart racing
I am nervous because this is my first time transporting drugs
A nigga tryna get to his destination
I am trying to reach my destination to deliver the drugs
Hustle everyday tryna get ahead
I am constantly trying to make more money through illegal means
I ain't looking side to side, I'm looking straight ahead
I cannot afford to get distracted and need to maintain focus on my goal
Back to back traffic and a roadblock
Traffic and police presence is causing difficulties in my journey
I'm tryna get there before 5 o'clock
I have a deadline to deliver the drugs
So close I feel like we 'bout to bump
I am getting dangerously close to other cars on the road
Hundred degrees, mail coming through the trunk
It's hot and I have concealed my drugs in the trunk of the car
Look under my seat, I got a Smith & Wesson
I have a gun under the seat for protection
I think I see lights but that's my damn reflection
I am paranoid and mistaking any light for police presence
Nervous than a bitch, fast heartbeat
I am extremely nervous and my heart rate has increased
No tints in the back, just a car seat
I don't have any window tints to conceal the drugs
12 right ahead, cut my lane off
The police are nearby and I need to switch lanes to avoid them
I gotta hurry up and get these things off
I need to quickly deliver the drugs before I get caught
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MILAN SUNIL MODI, ODIS FLORES
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