Overdrive

Hit the gas I'm in overdrive
City feeling like a ghost tonight
Hear them talking I'll go pick a fight
Even my demons get scared at night
Don't you know? I got appetite
Watch me blow up like a dynamite
Thinking about who still in my life
Shout out to all of you making strides
I know I don't call but I'm proud of you
Fuck all of those people who doubting you
See imma have houses about a few
And live with my lady in Malibu
Get a woman who always down with you
Cause bitches are fake been around a few
See I want the name, I wanna be great
Fuck the world imma do what I gotta do
Whoever said money ain't gonna bring you happiness
Probably don't have it or care about having it
Ain't gonna lie shit that used to be me
My parents got nothing so had to rethink
Tie on my neck and coles on my feet
We no longer dealing that shit in the streets
All of those winters without any heat
Used to lay bars acapella no beat
Honestly lately I feel like I'm stuck
Don't know what to write and my journal has dust
Fuck it i'll write what they all want hear
Pass the Corona and I mean the beer
I was the kid always sent to the back
Hated the books homie that shit was wack
Teacher said that I was born for the streets
Got a degree bitch and did it for free
Shout out the homies the land of enchantment
Sorry to those that I've taken for granted
So many people like fish in the sea
But I feel like you are the only one for me
The women before you only caused me pain
And now that I found you shit won't be the same
First year of college found out what I do want
Got a second chance homie call it the Gulag
Foot on the clutch, a foot on the gas
Windows are tinted can't see through the glass
Takin a hit but the next one I'll pass
I feel like my life has been moving to fast
I was 13 looking over the bros
I was 14 when I fingered a hoe
I was 15 helping pay all the bills
So when I write a book that shit gonna give chills
So hit the gas we in overdrive
Don't go left cause I'm always right
I feel like I'm missing your body tonight
We always go raw never turn off the lights
Pour me a glass homie I wanna toast
I'm good at this shit and I don't mean to boast
Got so much grit vato I ain't like most
Self-care? yeah that shit is a hoax

I shoulda been there, a long time ago
But I was a kid, see I didn't know
I didn't believe I could do it alone
Told myself couldn't skip class anymore
I'm tryna be Hart I'm tryna be Bezos
All of these bitches will envy your besos
Build from the bottom like pieces of Legos
Got too many stories and not many records

You smile
You smile
You smile

You smile, I smile, oh smile
On the drive it's been a while
With style, just smile
I'm tryna reach 10,000 miles

You smile, I smile
We actin like we juvenile
Meanwhile, you dial
I thought I'd find you in this aisle

You smile, I smile
On the drive it's been a while
With style, just smile
I'm tryna reach 10,000 miles