Fast Car

Fast car, nascar
I hit the gas
I hope I don't crash
That's the sad part
That part
When u stay in your lane
Then people come around they ask u to change
(Woah)
I can not manage this shit
I can not manage this shit
I need some time alone
I need some time to think
I need some time to just be me

Fast car, nascar
I hit the gas
I hope I don't crash
That's the sad part
That part
When u stay in your lane
Then people come around they ask u to change
(Woah)
I can not manage this shit
I can not manage this shit
I need some time alone
I need some time to think
I need some time to just be me
(Me)

I need some time so I could think
I need some time so I could be everything that I'm supposed to
U still doin what u told to
That's why u won't ever grow dude
I been heartbroken since I was 18 but now my pockets swoll jus like
Goku
And u know my wrist is froze too
And my chain white gold ouu

Got it by myself, I stay up out the mix, I'm livin the life that I chose to
Why u worried bout what hoes do?
Your bro's prolly gonna fold too
Fuck with the people that know u
Sometimes I really miss my old crew

(Yeah yeah)
Sometimes I really miss my old crew
Why u worried bout what hoes do?
Your bro's prolly gon fold too
Fuck wit the people that kno u
I got it by myself, I stay up out the mix, I'm livin that live that I chose to
Damn I really miss my old crew

Fast car, nascar
I hit the gas
And that's when I crashed
That's the sad part
That part
When u put all ur trust into someone, they tear u apart, yea
Bitch I came up from the dark, yea
Gotta keep a spark up in my car just like tony starks
See my name up on them charts
Im bound to go far, yea

Pull up wit the spark, hit u in the dark
(Ugh)
No big sean
It would tear your heart apart from the start if u even knew, the price that wrists on
Boutta go cop a brand new ap but wait, should I buy that one or this one?
Made all my shots so far so bitch if I'm honest, ion know how feels to miss one

(Yeah yeah)
Sometimes I really miss my old crew
Why u worried bout what hoes do?
Your bro's prolly gon fold too
Fuck wit the people that kno u
I got it by myself, I stay up out the mix, I'm livin that live that I chose to
Damn I really miss my old crew

Fast car, nascar
I hit the gas
I hope I don't crash
That's the sad part
That part
When u stay in your lane
Then people come around they ask u to change
(Woah)
I can not manage this shit
I can not manage this shit
I need some time alone
I need some time to think
I need some time to just be me

Fast car, nascar
I hit the gas
I hope I don't crash
That's the sad part
That part
When u stay in your lane
Then people come around they ask u to change
(Woah)
I can not manage this shit
I can not manage this shit
I need some time alone
I need some time to think
I need some time to just be me

(I need some time to just be me)



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Abramson, Dakota Bradley, Clay Mills
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