Drive
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
Great grandma tasted death
First time I felt the sting
Wrote a track
Hit the stage
Rapped it to some teens
Liquid dripping that my cones saw coming from their eyes
Visualized the route I'd practice taking for my drive
Couple churches, awkward silence, out at open mics
Rapping in some talents shows with saxophone and nights
Praying when my guy contemplated taking his life
Recorded to my partners with an OG I admire
Years later now got my wheels turning wanna birth a classic
Reproduction of a wonder like it be Jurassic
Timeless but the carbon dating several lanes to marry
'Fore my fuel end as a fossil and my trip is buried
Open road with wide horizons
Fingers on my wheel
They say its free
But counting costs giving chills
Line for life looking solid
Can't cross for thrills
I been sitting still in park
I'm shifting gears
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
He hit me bout this rapping
Months later he drowned
So often when I'm at it
The flow is profound
I've never been the captain
My soul would be bound
Back on a middle passage
My fate mastered out
I play middle ground
Mixing this tape so it stick in the playlist
Or your whip's 6 CD changer
Flavor
Of slaving for free
Maybe burnt from a friend
That's all koo with me
Probably streamed just peep the steez
When the homie pass the aux
Don't yoke this beast unequally
Scramble the frequency when you ride to the sound
Whether sunny side up
Or the rain coming down
This the cruise control when the hope on E
And to give a little gas when the brakes just screech
And the door sealed closed
Plus the window roll
But the Good Year on
Cuz the rubber still meets the road
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
Great grandma tasted death
First time I felt the sting
Wrote a track
Hit the stage
Rapped it to some teens
Liquid dripping that my cones saw coming from their eyes
Visualized the route I'd practice taking for my drive
Couple churches, awkward silence, out at open mics
Rapping in some talents shows with saxophone and nights
Praying when my guy contemplated taking his life
Recorded to my partners with an OG I admire
Years later now got my wheels turning wanna birth a classic
Reproduction of a wonder like it be Jurassic
Timeless but the carbon dating several lanes to marry
'Fore my fuel end as a fossil and my trip is buried
Open road with wide horizons
Fingers on my wheel
They say its free
But counting costs giving chills
Line for life looking solid
Can't cross for thrills
I been sitting still in park
I'm shifting gears
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
He hit me bout this rapping
Months later he drowned
So often when I'm at it
The flow is profound
I've never been the captain
My soul would be bound
Back on a middle passage
My fate mastered out
I play middle ground
Mixing this tape so it stick in the playlist
Or your whip's 6 CD changer
Flavor
Of slaving for free
Maybe burnt from a friend
That's all koo with me
Probably streamed just peep the steez
When the homie pass the aux
Don't yoke this beast unequally
Scramble the frequency when you ride to the sound
Whether sunny side up
Or the rain coming down
This the cruise control when the hope on E
And to give a little gas when the brakes just screech
And the door sealed closed
Plus the window roll
But the Good Year on
Cuz the rubber still meets the road
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour at a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
One mile at a time
One hour a time
One thousand to die
No eyes on the lights every night I
Drive
Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Herbert Iii
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