Level
The top down
Top-down, movin' down the street a thousand miles an hour
'Round town, I've been hoppin' in, applyin' the power
Loud sound in my head, I'm tryna drown out the sour
Car movin' down the street a million miles an hour
Car movin' down the street a million miles an hour
Car movin' down the street a million miles an hour (Yuh)
Keep no keys, just hotwire
I wanna be nice but all y'all tracks are not fire
It's not outta spite
A million on the dash, no popped tire, I gotta get right
Hit checkpoints like a bonfire, huh-huh
Ride right past the sunset, I wanna get closer
Fuck home, we ain't done yet, it never gets older
All the folk I come with got dirt on they shoulder
That's the move, we could do much less but none of us foldin'
It's like every day, nothin' is the same
If you keep a pace everything will change
I can't put a face to your fuckin' name
Focused gettin' range, with the Spider Gang, huh-huh-huh
Car movin' down the street a hundred miles an hour
Car movin' down the street a hundred miles an hour
Car movin' down the street a hundred miles an hour
Car movin' down the street a hundred miles an hour
Top-down, movin' down the street a thousand miles an hour
'Round town, I've been hoppin' in, applyin' the power
Loud sound in my head, I'm tryna drown out the sour
Car movin' down the street a million miles an hour (Yuh-yuh, yuh-yuh)
I fear no fate, no man, no place
I hear you stay, I'll hear no rain
I steer my Wraith to the beat of the drum
I'm feeling grey, ain't feelin' so numb
All these n***a wanna talk about they d**k and they Glocks
I just wanna have your b***h lick on the tip of my cock (Yuh-yuh)
Fuck a n***a barkin' for? I don't see you on the block (Yuh-yuh)
And if you got a addy, drop it, hear your door, and it knock (Yuh-yuh)
Top-down, movin' down the street a thousand miles an hour
'Round town, I've been hoppin' in, applyin' the power
Loud sound in my head, I'm tryna drown out the sour
Car movin' down the street a million miles an hour
Yeah, I almost got killed by BMG, yeah-yeah
Yeah, n***a threw a mallet at me, yeah, yeah
Shut up
I'm with the gang on the freeway (Yuh, yuh)
Some relays, so much bank we buying eBay (Yuh, yuh)
So much money, we eat nothing but cheesecake
Everybody hate, but a young n***a could dream, ayy
Spider Gang, we smoking green, top-down
Through your city while you sittin', sippin' lean, yuh
Goin' up while you sit, a fuckin' fiend
Darkie, me, and BMG, yeah, put the gang on me
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
On the freeway (On the freeway)
