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High Speed

 

High Speed

(专辑: PTSD - 2020)


I was in a high speed
With my broski, it was me and him, just him and me
Riding with two felonies
Cause we got one a piece
Glock 27 compact, kept that one with me
Anyway we was just out riding
Its like 3 am I don't even know why we still outside
Think we was on our way in the house, too high off lean, I keep going in and out
Bro on bond for something right now, that nigga keep going in and out
19 moved my mama out the city so we been in route
And everybody always wondering why we swerving riding
'Cause if they following us we gone feed just off how they driving
And he doing 120 in a audi, we getting a lot of money
It's a car behind us speeding, I think somebody coming
And they switching lanes like us too, I think somebody want it
Now he tapping me like "Lil bro, look in the mirror who dat?"
Thinking that its a opp or something, clutching the Gloc and I'm on it, I wanna do that
Starting letting my window down, I'm like slow down, let them get on my side
They flashed the lights, damn, I'm ready to blam, they did that just in time
Another high speed for this week
Now this the second time
Already on the e-way so fuck it, we rolling now (Fuck it)
And we in route (Skrrt!)
And now they going whatever we going an hour
Now either we gone get home, or you know what else, so nigga we going for ours
Turn and busting u's, now the strap done fell from off my lap
Tryna find it, just incase we gotta park this bitch and get out
Broski said he got us, I ain't trippin, already shut my mouth
But if he got to jail, he on double bonds, he won't get out
I had made a million dollars and I still ain't changed the route
The voices in my head said "Man, when you gon' chill this shit out?"
And I know I'ma take the charge, like I already ain't make it far
I was just getting ready to let it spark
Like I ain't already became a star
Soon as we get off the expressway, missed the curb, I'm thanking God
If we had have touched it in the slightest way, would've flipped the car
Now, we getting away, they far
Can't see the plates, it's way too dark
And I'm used to being in chases, but my heart beating a little way too hard
Something fucking with my conscious, I ain't tripping, am I, dog?
I ain't getting tired of this way of living, am I God?
Thought I could do this shit forever, I went hard from the start
If I tap out this shit with you, I ain't tripping, am I, dog?
I ain't loyal no more? like I wasn't just drilling with my dog?
Like I ain't fuck off a quarter million, chilling with my dog?
On the ride home, I ain't nodding, feeling from the lean gone
Thinking hard for real long, man, I gotta put my team on
Don't nothing cut no sleep but a dream, nigga dream on
I'm up 5 am, you ain't doing a thing, nigga, so you ain't on
To calm my nerves, I fill a backwood up, now I'm like Cheech n' Chong
Opps hit us, we hit, hit back at us, that shit going like ping pong
But we hit something, we racking up
Run the score up, we packing up
6 am, catch a nigga lacking us, fire the block up and we backing up
Go again

DJ Victoriouz with me in the buildin'!
I beat the streets, you know? That was a story about my last high speed that I was on
Shit was only like, 2 years ago, you know what I'm sayin'? But it changed me (It did)
So close but not close enough

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