A trill artist I peel off and the engine go vroom vroom
That's real carbon out the exhaust hit the pedal go zoom zoom
Got a little partridge in a leotard tryna show me how she move
With a kente cloth she could give me top make my heart go boom boom
Living life in the fast lane halfway here halfway in the next year ooh ooh
Get the mic spit a catchphrase by the night's end imma hit the lights and get some ooh ooh
Feelin kinda lonely at the peak I might take a seat, play the beat, and eat some fufu
Used to pour the old E by the Oz now I'm winnin' with the homies boy, who knew?
Money, girls, fancy cars, big garage, some more shit (oh shit)
Funny world, Debit cards, credit charge, no shit (oh shit)
If she down, we could spark, smoke alarm, now hold shit
Listen girl it's our world swear to God
They could copy mine but my mind built different
Deep waters to tread grip my nine like Michelin
Ice down to my soul best be cold like Michigan
This world's my commode and I'm on my shit again
It'll get
Real thicker than a little bit
Real shit'll give you benefits
Plant a seed it blossom into a tree when the wind blows ain't no getting rid of it
Since a little kid I was convinced that there's a thin line between love and hate which one you finna pick
Eggs Benedict, they'll leave your brain scrambled can't handle it ain't even dinner, shit
Like one, two, three, and to the four
Keep your voices down for they ear to your door
Let it blow
Living life in the fast lane halfway here halfway in the next year ooh ooh
Get the mic spit a catchphrase by the night's end imma hit the lights and get some ooh ooh
Feelin kinda lonely at the peak I might take a seat, play the beat, and eat some fufu
Used to pour the old E by the Oz now I'm winnin' with the homies boy, who knew?
Living life in the fast lane halfway here halfway in the next year ooh ooh
Get the mic spit a catchphrase by the night's end imma hit the lights and get some ooh ooh
Feelin kinda lonely at the peak I might take a seat, play the beat, and eat some fufu
Used to pour the old E by the Oz now I'm winnin' with the homies boy, who knew?
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