Drive Slow Lyrics

Let's talk about pain

Loss guilt and shame

Talk about fame, and it's cost in this game

Talk about pressure

Tell me how you deal?

Talk about that mask that you wear, how you feel?

When's the last time someone asked you how you feel?

When's the last time someone asked you how you feel?

When's the last time someone asked you how you feel?

When's the last time someone's asked you how you feel?

Drive slow hommie

Drive Slow

When's the last time, drive slow

When's the last time, drive slow

I got like two bands and some blow on me

How you feel? Fuck drama lets talk trauma nigga

Drive slow, how you feel?

Let's talk about something real

Fuck all that, man

Cause from the hood, and that shit is a luxury

Steets is the only thing that really show love to me

But if wanna talk money, come fuck with me

Need some work, need some dirt, then come fuck with me

Until then its still fuck to the cops

Still busting at ops

Pull up to your block

Niggas be shook when we come in the spot

Fuck around and leave your son in the box

My niggas invincible

Whole family missing you

You not the-

Drive slow

Drive slow

Drive slow

Drive slow

We caught that bitch lacking

Clipped him and clapped him

Nigga what happened?

You was the man

You got too bold for this shit

Got too old for this shit

And can't run it like young niggas can

I remember that you tried to kick game

Nigga, kick game?

Nigga, we ain't listening

You grew up on crack

We pitching prescriptions

We got shit to prove

My finger is itching

We all quick to shoot

My nigga is missing, this one's for him

Hope he ain't dead, man I'm tired of hymns

Hope they ain't grab him up, hope he don't sing

Wait watch that camera

Yo, bust a u-ie, bust a u-ie

Avoiding all cameras

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck

You're gonna be good bro

Young boy] Bust a right, bust a right man

Stay with me

Hit the gas nigga!

He let off nine and only hit two

That's what these lil niggas do

He let off nine and only hit two

That's what these lil niggas do

He let off nine and only hit two

That's what these lil niggas do

He let off nine and only hit two

That's what these lil niggas do

They all quick to shoot

Stay with me

You're gonna be fine

Nigga, drive, drive, man!

Hit the gas man

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the-

Uh, hit the gas

Uh, hit the gas man

Hit the gas

Hit the gas

Hit the gas