Tyga, JMSN - Drive Fast, Live Young lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson]

[Tyga, JMSN - Drive Fast, Live Young lyrics]

Big shit perfect timing, got a chef
We ain’t gotta leave baby we can dine in
Get you played like violins
Made a purchase so large
Got a call to confirm it
Swishers when we riding
Case a nigga get pulled over, keep me visine
When you living like this
She won’t never wanna leave
With these new hoes steady tryina fuck me
Fresh nigga, no dry cleaners
Don’t wash that, it’s brand new
Got Piru homies, got Crip niggas
And my ocean view straight water blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y’all niggas just ain’t living it right


Drive fast, live young
I’m making change, I make it rain
We ain’t the same
I’m pulling up, my whip game
Got leather seats and wood grain
Drive fast, live young
Got champagne, that’s candy paying
My real estate
These boppers know my stage name
I sip slow, while entertain
Drive fast, live young
I’m dope, mane, you so lame
100 thous went to dice game
Drive fast, live young
Push start, I’ma start
She up and down that boulevard
Going hard, going hard

Oh you bout that life, want that shine
Can I have that eyes, nah nigga it ain’t mine
I’ve been hustling all night
And I know she wanna call
But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs
Hottest paper can’t count it all alone
Mesmerized by the throne
Addicted to doing wrong
I’m a stone cold killer, furs in the winter
Audemar ghetto? light bulb just lit up
Grown with the game, drop vise get hit up
Nigga take fade, knock down nigga get up
Broke niggas, broke niggas
I ain’t gotta worry bout gold diggas
Pow, pow, D-Rose on niggas
Hot shot clock, waiting for the finish
Hop in the tennant, y’all niggas shit rented
22 like Emmitt, and my bitch photogenic
She be fired in a minute
Dry your eyes baby I was only kidding
Do it all different she used to say I did it
Rolls royce, lamborghini nigga
What’s the difference?


Drive fast, live young
I’m making change, I make it rain
We ain’t the same
I’m pulling up, my whip game
Got leather seats and wood grain
Drive fast, live young
Got champagne, that’s candy paying
My real estate
These boppers know my stage name
I sip slow, while entertain
Drive fast, live young
I’m dope, mane, you so lame
100 thous went to dice game
Drive fast, live young
Push start, I’ma start
She up and down that boulevard
Going hard, going hard

Sometimes man it just suit's
I’m living a dream, man it’s an ecstasy
Man, ecstasy
She feel my energy, wanna get next to me
Man this is ecstasy, ecstasy
Drive fast, live young
Chop, chop, never stop
Drive fast, live young
Chop, chop, never stop
Drive fast, live young
Drive fast, live young
Drive fast, live young driving in
Be forever young drive fast, live young
Driving in be forever young

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