Hey man, say man, they be crashing out, spazzing out, passing out, I'm just tryna max it out
We not flashing out, stay bragging wow, how?
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding to the hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz, ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
Picture me rolling, pockets with no tokens
A heart with devotion, going through more than the motions
Knowing I'm more than emotions, but that's what my trials evoking
I'm eating honey and locusts, been in the wilderness
Death where the children is, we try to build a bridge
But some burn it, free the kids from the incident
That happened on 65th, don't need to plead the 5th
That's undeserving, don't you dare close the curtains
Just take a peek through the blinds, body language in cursive
You not connecting the lines, how can you read me
How could you relieve me, cause what I see on TV
That R.I.P. be on repeat, no need for me to be discreet
The things we see in the retweet, trauma plaguing these streets
Know some young for smoke in they lungs
Trying to debrief and deal with grief for the deceased
Peep, I need to believe, walk in my calling knee deep
Talk of the fallen, be cheap
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spazz
Ooh I'm bout to splash, ooh I'm bout to
Left foot, right foot, how my life look
Joy is what pride took, feel like dice shook
Crapped out, maxed out, outside's blacked out
Facts bout my route, I'ma need a lighthouse
He just pulled the pipe out, try to wipe out a man
Bullets soaring, pistol roaring, I see hate in his hand
I was praying, God was saying, your foundation ain't sand
This is purpose and plan, rooted right where you stand
My hand too big, don't switch, this is wartime
You got a kid, and a rib, can't be courtside
I got a grip, can't slip when I'm your guide
Eyes to the north side, won't be a short ride
Don't crash,
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz
Ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
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Hey man, say man, they be crashing out, spazzing out, passing out, I'm just tryna max it out
We not flashing out, stay bragging wow, how?
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding to the hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz, ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
Picture me rolling, pockets with no tokens
A heart with devotion, going through more than the motions
Knowing I'm more than emotions, but that's what my trials evoking
I'm eating honey and locusts, been in the wilderness
Death where the children is, we try to build a bridge
But some burn it, free the kids from the incident
That happened on 65th, don't need to plead the 5th
That's undeserving, don't you dare close the curtains
Just take a peek through the blinds, body language in cursive
You not connecting the lines, how can you read me
How could you relieve me, cause what I see on TV
That R.I.P. be on repeat, no need for me to be discreet
The things we see in the retweet, trauma plaguing these streets
Know some young for smoke in they lungs
Trying to debrief and deal with grief for the deceased
Peep, I need to believe, walk in my calling knee deep
Talk of the fallen, be cheap
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spazz
Ooh I'm bout to splash, ooh I'm bout to
Left foot, right foot, how my life look
Joy is what pride took, feel like dice shook
Crapped out, maxed out, outside's blacked out
Facts bout my route, I'ma need a lighthouse
He just pulled the pipe out, try to wipe out a man
Bullets soaring, pistol roaring, I see hate in his hand
I was praying, God was saying, your foundation ain't sand
This is purpose and plan, rooted right where you stand
My hand too big, don't switch, this is wartime
You got a kid, and a rib, can't be courtside
I got a grip, can't slip when I'm your guide
Eyes to the north side, won't be a short ride
Don't crash,
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz
Ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
We not flashing out, stay bragging wow, how?
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding to the hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz, ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
Picture me rolling, pockets with no tokens
A heart with devotion, going through more than the motions
Knowing I'm more than emotions, but that's what my trials evoking
I'm eating honey and locusts, been in the wilderness
Death where the children is, we try to build a bridge
But some burn it, free the kids from the incident
That happened on 65th, don't need to plead the 5th
That's undeserving, don't you dare close the curtains
Just take a peek through the blinds, body language in cursive
You not connecting the lines, how can you read me
How could you relieve me, cause what I see on TV
That R.I.P. be on repeat, no need for me to be discreet
The things we see in the retweet, trauma plaguing these streets
Know some young for smoke in they lungs
Trying to debrief and deal with grief for the deceased
Peep, I need to believe, walk in my calling knee deep
Talk of the fallen, be cheap
Crash
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spazz
Ooh I'm bout to splash, ooh I'm bout to
Left foot, right foot, how my life look
Joy is what pride took, feel like dice shook
Crapped out, maxed out, outside's blacked out
Facts bout my route, I'ma need a lighthouse
He just pulled the pipe out, try to wipe out a man
Bullets soaring, pistol roaring, I see hate in his hand
I was praying, God was saying, your foundation ain't sand
This is purpose and plan, rooted right where you stand
My hand too big, don't switch, this is wartime
You got a kid, and a rib, can't be courtside
I got a grip, can't slip when I'm your guide
Eyes to the north side, won't be a short ride
Don't crash,
Ain't know I was speeding, did a hundred on the dash
Staring at my broken as I'm stepping over glass
Gotta fix my focus for a spaz
Ooh I'm bout to spaz, ooh I'm bout to
Writer: Robert Norton III
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