Drive Slow Video (MV)

If you chasing your dreams
2 words "go get"
I'll bring food for your thoughts
These bars feed the homeless
Those demons and those feelings
Pinky promise I won't forget
Just a few situations in life
I still regret
The fact I couldn't say bye
When my granddaddy died
I was in the barbershop
Trying to get fly
It didn't get to hit me
Till I saw my momma cry
And ever since then,
I felt a burning hole inside
Drive slow
Fuxk that, I'm in the fast lane
Positive vibes,
But these demons in my brain
I'm bout to make a sign
Killing rappers for some change
I'm giving you this pain
Brought to you with dope lines
This generation corny AF
They can't rhyme
Rap about karots
You out your rabbit ass mind
I changed my thoughts
Myself I redesign
I lost myself
Myself I had to find
The times
Remember the times when a nigga wasn't stressing
The times
Embrace ya struggles I swear that it's a blessing
You want perfection
I want progression
Laboratory tested
I know you feeling this chemistry
Tuhhh
And they feeding you straight lies
Keep your third eye open and feel all the vibes
Pine Hills,
West Orlando is where I reside
If you riding through my city
There's a certain way you should ride
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Everybody strapped
No seat belts fasten
Any sudden movements
No question, we blasting
Drive, drive slow homie, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Everybody strapped
No seat belts fasten
Any sudden movements
No question, we blasting
If you
Live by the gun
Then you
Die by the gun
When the
Devil will come
Ain't no
Time for the run
But in the barrio
We try to run it like cardio
Times getting real
It's harder to get a dollar bro
Food stamps was everything
We never had golden spoon
I never met a politician
But I knew a couple goons
A couple goons
Had the connect with the food
The connect with the food
Was like a Chef with the food
Gourmet everything
When you trying to make it out the hood
You gotta give it everything
The pain with the pressure
The pressure brought all the sorrow
I thank God for today
And I still pray for tomorrow
My auntie caught cancer
I pray she seen tomorrow
The day after
The week after
7 months after
God had a different vision
I'm pouring out my soul
I'm praying somebody'll listen
Drive slow homie, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Everybody strapped
No seat belts fasten
Any sudden movements
No question, we blasting
Drive, drive slow homie, drive slow homie
Drive slow homie, drive slow
Everybody strapped
No seat belts fasten
Any sudden movements
No question, we blasting
A million things on my mind
And I still drive slow
Buy my momma a fast car
So she can drive slow
Fast lane to success
Boy I had detour
I mind my business
I don't never mind yours
Got a million things on my mind
Still drive slow
Buy my momma a fast car
So she can drive slow
Fast lane to success
I had detour
I mind my business
I don't never mind yours
Because
I drive slow