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Aye
Living a lie
Keeping my eyes on the prize
Stick to the winning man side
Keep me alive
I just been driving alone
Keeping my eyes on the throne
Writing these songs as I dribble this phone
Hoping that God throw me lil bone
Hands on the wheel, should be clutching my steel
But the way that it peel, make a bitch go squeal
Righting my wrongs, ride down the way to the block
Ride down the top (aye)
Ride down the block
God damn these bitches be hot
They lips is all gloss (aye)
Hand on my cock
Other right hand on my glock
These mother f*ckers not safe
Only perceiving, but never achieving
I'm wondering what the f*ck
Lil boy be scheming (ah shit)
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
Pull up yo mask, going half on a P
Drama the rama, put faces on tees
Lean in my ice hoe, who u wanna be
Spice in my rice, wanna pop me a bean
Got like three bitties, I keep me a team
Jonah, this choppa, let both of em sing
It's too much time on my hands
I'll cancel all of my plans for you
For you
Car's fast don't need no brakes
Why can't you just show face
Ooo ooo
Ooo ooo
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He
It's too much time on my hands
I'll cancel all of my plans for you
For you
Car's fast don't need no brakes
Why can't you just show face
Ooo ooo
Ooo ooo
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Aye
Living a lie
Keeping my eyes on the prize
Stick to the winning man side
Keep me alive
I just been driving alone
Keeping my eyes on the throne
Writing these songs as I dribble this phone
Hoping that God throw me lil bone
Hands on the wheel, should be clutching my steel
But the way that it peel, make a bitch go squeal
Righting my wrongs, ride down the way to the block
Ride down the top (aye)
Ride down the block
God damn these bitches be hot
They lips is all gloss (aye)
Hand on my cock
Other right hand on my glock
These mother f*ckers not safe
Only perceiving, but never achieving
I'm wondering what the f*ck
Lil boy be scheming (ah shit)
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
Pull up yo mask, going half on a P
Drama the rama, put faces on tees
Lean in my ice hoe, who u wanna be
Spice in my rice, wanna pop me a bean
Got like three bitties, I keep me a team
Jonah, this choppa, let both of em sing
It's too much time on my hands
I'll cancel all of my plans for you
For you
Car's fast don't need no brakes
Why can't you just show face
Ooo ooo
Ooo ooo
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He only been scheming
He only been scheming
He ride in a track hawk
He only see demons
He
It's too much time on my hands
I'll cancel all of my plans for you
For you
Car's fast don't need no brakes
Why can't you just show face
Ooo ooo
Ooo ooo
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Writer: Fletcher Hummingbird, Jason Catache, Jonah Schloneger
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