Gregorian, MoneyMac3 - The Drive lyrics

[Gregorian, MoneyMac3 - The Drive lyrics]

O -line down my throat fast!
Like im pumpin gas!
Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last
You exert your mind with every spurted line
I spit murder, every bar is a crime
Began slow now i can write
Rhymes of line after line
Step in the club and it's all eyes
Champagne i sip mine
Put 'em all to the line
Guess im ahead of my time
They got me trapped
While im passing out fast
Fighting with my weak hand
Bars coming nice and fast
Ima switch it up real fast
I start to think it's all planned
Fucking this two bitches
Your trying to rhyme from line to line
She take two man one time
Let them sail to finish line
I'm back chillin with a friend of mine
I perfect every line
I like bitches in air maxes without socks
Livin the fast life, in fast cars
Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time
Rhyming fast
Out of breathbolt to the finish line
But my plan is to show you that i understand
And you were tryna get it over fast
Or generate the next line
Let me put fuck funk on this one time
Miami nights, made a couple grand
Just lay back, get your face slappedSomeone
Who couldn’t even meet the gpa average line
3 times, show me your peace sign
Put 'em all in a line
Almost at the same finish line
I shine, you shine, so we shine
Your trying to rhyme from line to line
I'm like sorry ma, this not the time
Aspergers, fast learners i still got haters
Almost at the finish line
Tree pine, now, do the tree pine
My bars are hard 'n' fast rhyming fast
Out of breathbolt to the finish line
Put my plight in the verse
I bring ‘em closer to mine


Getting high, see the demons in my eyes
Before i die i was in a drive by
Killed the lights like a pro as i glide by
It’s perfect when they lay for you
But they stay true and vertical
Tie you up put you in the trunk
And drive your car into a hospital
Till we're dumb high, dumb high
Time for the d-d-drive by, oh my oh my
If you wanna be the first to
Drive mini stars to parks
The big bad wolf to me
You're just a minor fox can't be positive
When the ghetto's where you live
And i swear
One day they'll see the car that i drive
Board of administration, yeah we here to stay
The reason i drive fast is
Cuz i'm tryna get away
Over the bridge, i drive off
Please hold your applause
Pick my enemies out the crowd
And motherfucker's die i was in a drive by
Killed the lights like a pro as i glide by
(huh? you understand huh?)
Is heaven just another door?
And my people say
Drive around and always get the flats
All i can do is pray
I seems i lost my little
Homie he's a changed man
Just so i can drive it off the bridge yeah
Call me stan
And i let god drive because i'm too
Drunk to keep on the right
Why they try to see my flow
But they know t-t-that's outta sight
I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say
I drive into the sunset, dumb cliche
Bitches talk to me
And they send you boy postcards
If you wanna be the first to
Drive mini stars to parks
I walk to the end of the drive way
Young peyton don't huddle
Still run on my play

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