Ray Charles
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me, face off
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me
Head still spinning
Neck still chilling
Her wrist got a bracelet
In her will she got millions
And I know you got feelings
That you tend to hide
Deep down grave shift
Like a ten to five
Time flies but for you
It's what I set aside
Doors suicide
Really who am I to judge
Yeah, uh
Really who am I to tell you
Otherwise all foreigns
All parked out front
Yeah, uh
Walls been closing in
Calling you drank a fifth
Took more shots too most of it
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me, face off
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me
Three, four drinks
Sacs fifth what's it open till
Open till six
If a song never hits
And I hit you up instead
Would the story really end
Three, four drinks
Sacs fifth what's it open till
Open till six
If a song never hits
And I hit you up instead
Would the story really end
Would the story really end
Would the story really
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me, face off
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me
Head still spinning
Neck still chilling
Her wrist got a bracelet
In her will she got millions
And I know you got feelings
That you tend to hide
Deep down grave shift
Like a ten to five
Time flies but for you
It's what I set aside
Doors suicide
Really who am I to judge
Yeah, uh
Really who am I to tell you
Otherwise all foreigns
All parked out front
Yeah, uh
Walls been closing in
Calling you drank a fifth
Took more shots too most of it
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me, face off
Can't see, Ray Charles
We been living fast like a race car
Light speed, take off
Ice on me froze on me
Three, four drinks
Sacs fifth what's it open till
Open till six
If a song never hits
And I hit you up instead
Would the story really end
Three, four drinks
Sacs fifth what's it open till
Open till six
If a song never hits
And I hit you up instead
Would the story really end
Would the story really end
Would the story really
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