Pedal

Care less how you talk I care more how you live
Care less what you got I care more what you give
Care less what it's called I care more what it is
They say never stop so that's what I did

Imshi, yalla امشي يلا
I've been on the move
Tryna succeed brotha
You know how I do
Till I'm six feet under
Never been the type
To slow down
Only knew the pedal on the right

She said I'd be a lot of fun if I drank
I will just consider that a risk I take
I learned to operate in a different space
Didn't want to miss the boat- oops it sank
On a mission can't let nothing slow my pace
Rappin' on discs over drums and pads but never knew a brake
Let's go, can't nobody tell me wait
Can't slow, a plane that won't accelerate won't elevate
So I followed workaholics, going where they go
Feeling driven when I'm living by their same code
I got some FOMO I can't say no
On so many flights but my life has no airplane mode
Was getting ornery honestly
I was trading quality and quantity for velocity
Ignoring the Word I said "I'll rest when I'm dead"
Late night, early morning and I'm back at it again

Imshi, yalla امشي يلا
I've been on the move
Tryna succeed brotha
You know how I do
Till I'm six feet under
Never been the type
To slow down
Only knew the pedal on the right

I say I don't do drugs, I don't want that close to me
As I grab my phone to get another hit of dopamine
Tryna find common sense, I should read comments less
Technology on constantly- I need some Amish friends
New level same devil
I've got two pedals and I should use the other
Feeling pressure, I won't deny it's from what I hold inside
If Jesus and Elijah both could take some naps then so can I
My counselor said I'm the gas- that is great
But it's a mistake if I never use the brakes
I thank God for my wife, she and I still need to date
When I'm drifting as I navigate she sets me straight
Expectations that I feel rarely let me chill
Every could is not a should yea that is for real
I spun out my ride, I coulda been killed

Imshi, yalla امشي يلا
I've been on the move
Tryna succeed brotha
You know how I do
Till I'm six feet under
Never been the type
To slow down
Only knew the pedal on the right

On the right pedal in the left lane got to pay
I always got a lot to say- makes it hard to stop and pray
God wanted to give me the present but I said not today
When I told him "ándale" He just told me "cálmate"



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Rogers
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