Sound good
Quick to cross the line like I'm Mad Maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side of the map is where we outlast
Slant god
I get in and out my route fast
Deep east
To the 415
The memories are here for us to make and then remind
The clock steady ticking
So I feel I'm losing time
I ain't asking for shit so now I'm taking what is mine
Concrete
Is a jungle too
Like seeing niggas lying
Bullshit politics like Paul Ryan
Place of ghost riding
Raised me
Crazy Pen Badgley
They try to get to you
And then they gotta stream fastly
Michael Martin Dreams
But Detroit Red actions
Shit happens around you either eating or the casket
Flow so elastic
Dope like you can stash it
Came up out the water just like Jason
When he slashing
Niggas starts spazzing like he OD
But it's only
Greenery
Seems to me I'm light years from the scenery
2020 vision
No Acuvue , but I'm seeing things
Every time I post , I pivot and score
Hakeem the dream
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Okay Right back ballin
Just like a nigga Melo
My foot up on the pedal
Chevron it with the petro
Still up in the air
Like your crushes and they schedule
The common disappear so they only see the special
Government be wondering
How they can keep us under it
Me and gang blowing up
Like its ISIS coming in
Ice
Ice upon your neck
No ALS , but cold covering
I had to f*ckin Sprint, but never had shitty coverage
Ghettro on the way to the smoke shop
Lady on the phone, tryna throw it like a shortstop
One things certain, niggas know that I'm a sure shot
West I throw it up, like I'm tryna beat the short clock
Nigga I'm
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
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Sound good
Quick to cross the line like I'm Mad Maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side of the map is where we outlast
Slant god
I get in and out my route fast
Deep east
To the 415
The memories are here for us to make and then remind
The clock steady ticking
So I feel I'm losing time
I ain't asking for shit so now I'm taking what is mine
Concrete
Is a jungle too
Like seeing niggas lying
Bullshit politics like Paul Ryan
Place of ghost riding
Raised me
Crazy Pen Badgley
They try to get to you
And then they gotta stream fastly
Michael Martin Dreams
But Detroit Red actions
Shit happens around you either eating or the casket
Flow so elastic
Dope like you can stash it
Came up out the water just like Jason
When he slashing
Niggas starts spazzing like he OD
But it's only
Greenery
Seems to me I'm light years from the scenery
2020 vision
No Acuvue , but I'm seeing things
Every time I post , I pivot and score
Hakeem the dream
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Okay Right back ballin
Just like a nigga Melo
My foot up on the pedal
Chevron it with the petro
Still up in the air
Like your crushes and they schedule
The common disappear so they only see the special
Government be wondering
How they can keep us under it
Me and gang blowing up
Like its ISIS coming in
Ice
Ice upon your neck
No ALS , but cold covering
I had to f*ckin Sprint, but never had shitty coverage
Ghettro on the way to the smoke shop
Lady on the phone, tryna throw it like a shortstop
One things certain, niggas know that I'm a sure shot
West I throw it up, like I'm tryna beat the short clock
Nigga I'm
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Quick to cross the line like I'm Mad Maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side of the map is where we outlast
Slant god
I get in and out my route fast
Deep east
To the 415
The memories are here for us to make and then remind
The clock steady ticking
So I feel I'm losing time
I ain't asking for shit so now I'm taking what is mine
Concrete
Is a jungle too
Like seeing niggas lying
Bullshit politics like Paul Ryan
Place of ghost riding
Raised me
Crazy Pen Badgley
They try to get to you
And then they gotta stream fastly
Michael Martin Dreams
But Detroit Red actions
Shit happens around you either eating or the casket
Flow so elastic
Dope like you can stash it
Came up out the water just like Jason
When he slashing
Niggas starts spazzing like he OD
But it's only
Greenery
Seems to me I'm light years from the scenery
2020 vision
No Acuvue , but I'm seeing things
Every time I post , I pivot and score
Hakeem the dream
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Okay Right back ballin
Just like a nigga Melo
My foot up on the pedal
Chevron it with the petro
Still up in the air
Like your crushes and they schedule
The common disappear so they only see the special
Government be wondering
How they can keep us under it
Me and gang blowing up
Like its ISIS coming in
Ice
Ice upon your neck
No ALS , but cold covering
I had to f*ckin Sprint, but never had shitty coverage
Ghettro on the way to the smoke shop
Lady on the phone, tryna throw it like a shortstop
One things certain, niggas know that I'm a sure shot
West I throw it up, like I'm tryna beat the short clock
Nigga I'm
Quick to cross the line like
I'm mad maxx
All smash no brakes
And steady off the loud pack
Left side
Of the map is where we outlast
Slant god , I get in and out my route fast
Writer: Mario Goins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid