Drive

Packing a Mac in the back of the 'ac Bumping Mac Wit a stash of grass in my lap Stackin' cash, and they ask Hey Matt, where you at Hatching rap with an axe And there's no going back to my past I was so lost, you could say I was last They don't see the strat All they see is the stats And they don't see the strap All they see is the GAT, now I'm bumping to Grip "100YD Dash" Over hat racks of rappers Who get in my path Might as well be a trapper Momma gets sad But I make cash faster They all tell me "facts" When I say I'm a factor Carrying Jersey, Fucking, my back hurts Who else been making noise like me since Fetty And none after You jesters can't dethrone a King, even Jasp' giving laughter Ooh ah They don't love this game like I Ooh ah This raps a whip, I put in drive Ooh ah Smoking green, good filler lines Ooh ah Put in drive then I get so fucking high Nowadays everybody got the same lines Where my side bitch at Lemme fuck them groupies, bye Listen lady I can't help that your mans a goofy guy Fucking bozo But I'm tired of him singing bout you every time I'm tired of it This whole shits over saturated Way too watered down Far past replacement So when they say "Matt You Hated" Bitch, I get to maintenance Crashing the whip Bagging your bitch That is the shit That they all fucking dig Back to right, back to left Paying homage since I was a kid Back from the front Back to the back I'm damned, from hell I'm sent Only thing fair bout me's pigment Life's unfair? Tell me, Is it? Probably thought I was a kid Who was gonna quit But that wasn't it Kept grabbing on my dick Spitting bars Making bread fast You'd swear I'm hitting licks I think it's time for some new shit Bitch, I'm ruthless I'm like a pain in the gum Perse, a toothpick How many times are we gonna go through this You can say I suck but your girl say stop Don't you dare cut his music! Ooh ah They don't love this game like I Ooh ah This raps a whip, I put in drive Ooh ah Smoking green, good filler lines Ooh ah Put in drive then I get so fucking high Back to wall Nah I ain't never gon' fall Get up and give it my all Now I ain't tall But believe me I'm bigger than small Been listening to Biggie and all That old school heat Wish It could've been involved Or it could've been me But I could never be beat Cause they way I feel right now You'd have to come for my soul (Sole) to defeat me And that's not cocky, it's confidence God I feel like Popovich Coaching all these youngings, now they shots don't miss Now it's like dreams unfolding, prayers not a wish It's like this time he thought I might actually pop a bitch If I don't get what I dreamt of and was meant for It was destiny Moment Lloyd hit my line that was God sent to me He seen the truer vision Y'all are too blinded to see Now they call me Stevie cause they all wonder where I be I'm up in NYC, my name just shot out to the D Now I'm going fuckin psycho on this beat SXINT must've snorted keys No way he made this shit off of weed Every fucking thing I said I'd be I became and then some certainly Ooh ah They don't love this game like I Ooh ah This raps a whip, I put in drive Ooh ah Smoking green, good filler lines Ooh ah Put in drive then I get so fucking high I'm touring I'm performing You still dorm-ing You as Norm as Norman Plain, boring Your lame, you should turn to corporate Suit and tie up cuz ya music got us snoring Put in drive the whip now I'm soaring Drizzle just a little? Fuck that I'm pouring More like me? Grab a thesaurus Can't find shit? Yeah, I know it And if I do it I'mma do it When I'm ready to do it I don't need your influence Nor do I give two shits Ya know for someone who swears they smart You awfully stupid Festival, no But I'm still rolling loud Blowing smoke at your girl The other end in her mouth She always open wide for the clout Yeah, she know what I'm about