Solo Lyrics

I'm in my own lane

Vision so linear I can't see straight

Get any busier I might just

Move out the state

My only competition is the big dogs

Never impose on my own

Because I despise fraud

And I've given my all

So now they all tell me to wait

And I'm like okay

Paid all of my people copped a venue

That's a Monday

Woke up next to liquor

Then I found it was Sunday

Wednesday Thursday

Work all the way to Friday

Receiving digits while I sleep

Now that's a mild day

You ain't gotta get it

When you stay ready

It's so hard to fit in it gets too heavy

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

They speeding and swerve off

Their turn's unsteady

I rise to the occasion I'm always ready

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

A rageful part of me wants you to know though

The median makes this culture thing slow

And the only one to blame is the public entirely

I told ya'll so many years ago

I got three sixty that twenty twenty

Morph myself into something like ya'll

I won't

Look up in the mirror I have purpose

With all this blood running through me

Yes I can flourish

Look at my mind

I won't lie that mine's tricksy

But my drive is faster try to come and get me

Paid all of my people copped a venue

That's a Monday

Woke up next to liquor

Then I found it was Sunday

Wednesday Thursday

Work all the way to Friday

Receiving digits while I sleep

Now that's a mild day

You ain't gotta get it

When you stay ready

It's so hard to fit in it gets too heavy

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

They speeding and swerve off

Their turn's unsteady

I rise to the occasion I'm always ready

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

Paid all of my people copped a venue

That's a Monday

Woke up next to liquor

Then I found it was Sunday

Wednesday Thursday

Work all the way to Friday

Receiving digits while I sleep

Now that's a mild day

You ain't gotta get it

When you stay ready

It's so hard to fit in it gets too heavy

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

They speeding and swerve off

Their turn's unsteady

I rise to the occasion I'm always ready

Put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo

I put the petal to the metal in a solo lane

Yeah, solo