Forever N' Back (Crash 2.0)
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Always set the tone, every bone and muscle
Hand on the blower, I ain't known to tussle
You know and I know, we can fit the puzzle
Boy you sober and broke, go pick a struggle
I'm a doberman biting hard splitting the muzzle
Living this hustle, getting bread, get it big
Wanna get mad, what I said, what I did
We ain't listening to you, they all said it was mid
Up at the function we takin some swigs, half of the homies was tweakin' of jigs
Know I'm elite I don't need no assist
Feel like I'll leave with a 3 or a 6
Straight poppin' shit like a knee or a hip
Flexin but bro is that Dior legit?
Callin' me broke but just think for a bit, when you blink you gon' see a whole sink on my wrist
Sorry baby but it's case closed
You just disappoint me, call you J Cole
I'm gon' stay on point count my bankroll
They know I'm way too great to get played slow
Face low I hide my profile and
Move in public and it's no smiling and
The whole globe like a ghost island
How I move through it and it's no inspiring
Blow by you when it's no time left
25 minutes, still ain't high yet
Yo bitch stay down in South Florida
So it's no wonder why she been triflin'
And you ran right back, shoulda cut it right then
But we all make mistakes, that's just how life is
I'ma strike 'em, choke 'em out, feel like Dricus
Won't no bum profit off my likeness
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
And I'm sorry for my selfishness, I'm tryna reach the balance
It's my libra shit, a piece of it, I gotta beat the challenge
I ain't mean to be a fiend a bit, I'm tryna beat my habits
New routine on automatic, I been makin' changes drastic
I been killing all this rap shit, 15 tracks this album slapping
Mr. Magic, come back lookin' new, they all confused, what happened? Tragic
I ain't never snitch or did no interviews
Been the dude, since the beginning don't get it misconstrued
Avoidin' all collisions, even fixed the vision too
Gotta tell 'yo bum bitch to quit diggin' through my food
In the mood, off a pill, chillin' in the living room
Ain't no tweakin', turn the speakers up, we need a bigger boom
Seen a few thangs, you know my spirit ain't brittle
If they played my shit in space, it'd break the fabric and ripple
And you know I been so locked in, I don't need an acquittal
I stay away from those defeated when you meet in the middle, god damn
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Always set the tone, every bone and muscle
Hand on the blower, I ain't known to tussle
You know and I know, we can fit the puzzle
Boy you sober and broke, go pick a struggle
I'm a doberman biting hard splitting the muzzle
Living this hustle, getting bread, get it big
Wanna get mad, what I said, what I did
We ain't listening to you, they all said it was mid
Up at the function we takin some swigs, half of the homies was tweakin' of jigs
Know I'm elite I don't need no assist
Feel like I'll leave with a 3 or a 6
Straight poppin' shit like a knee or a hip
Flexin but bro is that Dior legit?
Callin' me broke but just think for a bit, when you blink you gon' see a whole sink on my wrist
Sorry baby but it's case closed
You just disappoint me, call you J Cole
I'm gon' stay on point count my bankroll
They know I'm way too great to get played slow
Face low I hide my profile and
Move in public and it's no smiling and
The whole globe like a ghost island
How I move through it and it's no inspiring
Blow by you when it's no time left
25 minutes, still ain't high yet
Yo bitch stay down in South Florida
So it's no wonder why she been triflin'
And you ran right back, shoulda cut it right then
But we all make mistakes, that's just how life is
I'ma strike 'em, choke 'em out, feel like Dricus
Won't no bum profit off my likeness
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
And I'm never crashing no way
I just take it day by day, that's my ole' way
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
Movin' too fast, lose control, you might crash
Breaking their skull, got they head on the dash
Peddlin' past, move ahead the pack
Trekkin' it, we go forever and back
And I'm sorry for my selfishness, I'm tryna reach the balance
It's my libra shit, a piece of it, I gotta beat the challenge
I ain't mean to be a fiend a bit, I'm tryna beat my habits
New routine on automatic, I been makin' changes drastic
I been killing all this rap shit, 15 tracks this album slapping
Mr. Magic, come back lookin' new, they all confused, what happened? Tragic
I ain't never snitch or did no interviews
Been the dude, since the beginning don't get it misconstrued
Avoidin' all collisions, even fixed the vision too
Gotta tell 'yo bum bitch to quit diggin' through my food
In the mood, off a pill, chillin' in the living room
Ain't no tweakin', turn the speakers up, we need a bigger boom
Seen a few thangs, you know my spirit ain't brittle
If they played my shit in space, it'd break the fabric and ripple
And you know I been so locked in, I don't need an acquittal
I stay away from those defeated when you meet in the middle, god damn
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