DRIVE FOREVER ft. Malik Fahimi, Thee Young Prince & 2Sense Lyrics

Chris, my nigga

I gave it a day or two

It's failing to change my mood

Over my head's grey and blue

My brain and my being confused

View cast and my ego's bruised

Life is not theater school

That's why let's drive

I'm gon' drive till the day I die

Till the day I die, homie

I'm gon' drive, drive in the sunrise

Drive through the night, drive till the wheels fall off

And I crash, drive till the fire come through on the dash

Drive forever, never gon' stop

Drive for the grind, yeah, drive for my mind, yeah

Drive till my time come, drive till I pass

Drive in a Beamer, drive in a Benz

Drive for the people, drive for the cash

Drive all time, yeah, drive for the grind, yeah

Drive till my time come, drive till I'm dead

I gotta get a head, get to the bread

For that day that I'm dead

Steady been driving, I'm staying alive

And I feel like I'm blessed

This for the blood and the tears that I shed

This for the lies and the cries in my head

This for the time that I wasted and spent

Driving for freedom in prison, constructing my head

Monsters inside, he ain't under the bed

Drive to erase my mistakes, but it seems it's the trail I've been lead

Feel like all the old joy dead

Exhale off a cold joint in a cold night

And I wonder

If you know

Just what it mean

What it mean

And I wonder

If you know

Just what it mean

What it mean

I've been desensitized

I get the sense that I'm

Stuck in my infant mind

Lost my intent at times

Living betwixt these lines

Hating myself for the distant times

Resenting your strength at times

You've been on and in my mind

Who I too have been so blind

Lately I've been so blind

Blind to the signs, yeah, blind to the facts

Blind to the red flags, blind to the max

Blind to the fake love and those who feed off that

Y'all blind to the hero who wanna give back

What's drive?

Drive is what they can't see

It's when you take control, who you wanna be

It's when you see your name on the call sheet

It's when a black queen dances on me

I, I can't help think that I

Was put through the harshest times

War with myself, but why?

Let many people slide

In my mind I feel a great divide

I don't know why, I just keep kicking rhymes

Went through internment, but did I deserve it

The state of my mental was very concerning

The end grows so nearer, I feel the diversions

I went from the dirt to the sand, man, I carried a burden

Penny for your thoughts, nah, I'd rather have two cents

A Young Prince feature with 2Sense

It doesn't make sense, it makes two sense

Three POCs on a track, what a nuisance

Talkin' Long Beach finest, yo, Long Beach highness

So address me as such

You wanna feel again, baby, give you the rush

My style is like when you give a child some sour bites

Then it sugar spikes, I'm wild, unpredictable

It's unpredictable