Fast Lane
Think they in the fast lane
I'm just tryna be sane
Try to skip the migraine though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Now I can't handle it all
Pressure prepare for the fall
Green light just wait for the call
These niggas stare at the wall
We checking limits
Think they own it all
But they the fucking tenants
I'm trying to say
Think they in the fast lane
I ain't tryna be mean
But it's such a time waste though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Said I can't handle it all
But I'm back
They just tryna push me off the road
Niggas wack, no cap
I'm tryna be straight
I don't want no beef with you
Give me the clean slate
Said you can't come back for seconds
Pass the clean plate
I ain't worried bout you
Just looking at my fate
And I'm tryna switch the scene
Turn signal imma lean
Niggas acting like some fiends
And you know what I mean
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Think they in the fast lane
I'm just tryna be sane
Try to skip the migraine though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Now I can't handle it all
Pressure prepare for the fall
Green light just wait for the call
These niggas stare at the wall
We checking limits
Think they own it all
But they the fucking tenants
I'm trying to say
Think they in the fast lane
I ain't tryna be mean
But it's such a time waste though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Can't believe what I do
And I'm just passing you by
Don't even care if it's cool
I'm just trying to prove
All the amends imma do
And imma drive past the fool
Cause now a nigga just a tool man
All these bitches they just play the fool now
Please don't worry about me, can you cool down
Now the engines burning up I swear I'll pipe down
All these bitches they just play the fool now
Please don't worry about me, can you cool down
Now the engines burning up I swear I'll pipe down
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
I'm just tryna be sane
Try to skip the migraine though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Now I can't handle it all
Pressure prepare for the fall
Green light just wait for the call
These niggas stare at the wall
We checking limits
Think they own it all
But they the fucking tenants
I'm trying to say
Think they in the fast lane
I ain't tryna be mean
But it's such a time waste though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Said I can't handle it all
But I'm back
They just tryna push me off the road
Niggas wack, no cap
I'm tryna be straight
I don't want no beef with you
Give me the clean slate
Said you can't come back for seconds
Pass the clean plate
I ain't worried bout you
Just looking at my fate
And I'm tryna switch the scene
Turn signal imma lean
Niggas acting like some fiends
And you know what I mean
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Think they in the fast lane
I'm just tryna be sane
Try to skip the migraine though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Now I can't handle it all
Pressure prepare for the fall
Green light just wait for the call
These niggas stare at the wall
We checking limits
Think they own it all
But they the fucking tenants
I'm trying to say
Think they in the fast lane
I ain't tryna be mean
But it's such a time waste though
I ain't got no shit taste
I just wanna eat my cake
Try to be myself pronto
Can't believe what I do
And I'm just passing you by
Don't even care if it's cool
I'm just trying to prove
All the amends imma do
And imma drive past the fool
Cause now a nigga just a tool man
All these bitches they just play the fool now
Please don't worry about me, can you cool down
Now the engines burning up I swear I'll pipe down
All these bitches they just play the fool now
Please don't worry about me, can you cool down
Now the engines burning up I swear I'll pipe down
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
Please don't worry bout me
Just tryna find my way
Ain't tryna contemplate
Don't worry bout me
Don't want no confrontation
I'll be home by eight
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Writer(s): Aaliyas Thompson
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