Motocross

This is the crème de la crème, and the mechanics now move away
The preseason prep is done, now the fly racing 30 second card goes sideways
The revs are up, and the gate, is down

We came from the dirt, now I can't sit on motocrosses
Stand on what you merch, like talking slick, but just be cautious
Protection can't be purchased, they gone get you with a army
Tell me who I'm versus, dig a trench, and watch them fall in

They sold me dreams like merchants, I went stupid now we all fed
But I swear I'm a genius, boosting mobiles, make 'em call in
Nothing gained was easy, I made my choice, I can't do college
Don't make friends with evil, call the Lord, and watch your heart shift (uhh)

Giving up my dreams was not a option
Treat her like a queen, got me avoiding all these objects
Don't mean to impede, but I live fast (skrrr), need you to watch me
We moved to south like geese, my daddy son, I'm from Cali

Finally shed the light, want no more darkness
Just keep it real with me, you hate my voice, and I hate narcist
My only enemy is fighting demons, all my opps dead
But not the ones you think, they sit in me, hoping I fall in (uhh)

I speak my own language, like a dolphin
Act like they don't get it, just be patient, they'll be all fans
Lord my palms been itching, I must be close, I feel endorphins

I can't seem to wake up, rescue me no more
Memories fade out, what you umm here for?

We came from the dirt, now I can't sit on moto- (uh, uh)

We came from the dirt, now I can't sit on motocrosses
Stand on what you merch, like talking slick, but just be cautious
Protection can't be purchased, they gone get you with a army
Tell me who I'm versus, dig a trench, and watch them fall in

I can't seem to wake up, rescue me no more
Memories fade out, what you umm here for?



Credits
Writer(s): Tavian Troupe
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