IMP AR - Cruisin'

Sooo...
Hit road fast gotta make moves so I gotta go
Y'all pedal to the metal with no destination
What's the goal?
I'm on the next lap, and I just started where y'all at though?
Triple dash all you want, but me nigga I'm moving slow

Why y'all rushing the process?
Like y'all rather give people nonsense
You cook in the stu on high heat so you burning the product
I don't see the concept
And I -> I let it simmer slow
This like buying stock and y'all let it go
And I just mapped out the plan so you let me know
when you done wasting gas and start cruisin slow

Sooo...
Hit road fast gotta make moves so I gotta go
Y'all pedal to the metal with no destination
What's the goal?
I'm on the next lap, and I just started where y'all at though?
Triple dash all you want, but me nigga I'm moving slow

Y'all not accustomed to silence, right?
Y'all walking two steps and announce it, yikes
Y'all logic real G's move in silence
Like "G" in the game, man y'all really be buggin
Let me guess you gon' rack it up
And be counting stacks yeah you diapered up
And flexing the ice let's know wassup
But i know ya plug, say you owe 'em bucks
And lets keep it buck
You ain't got the cash, but you wanna dash
Cash check into dollars, now post it on snap
That's 10 second clout, these niggas won't last
Wanna reap the fruit but you never let it grow
Always throwing cash that you never had to hold
Niggas shifting up gears when they at they limit so
Show ya broken engine while I'm cruisin' on the low

Sooo...
Hit road fast gotta make moves so I gotta go
Y'all pedal to the metal with no destination
What's the goal?
I'm on the next lap, and I just started where y'all at though?
Triple dash all you want, but me nigga I'm moving slow

Oh?
Y'all really think I can't speed it up?
Like I plot and move slow
But can't double dutch?
Only double clutch
If you stepping up
In fact you pushing the nitrous
And still not catching up
(They really is dumb)

DAAAMN
Let me put you back in ya place real quick
Homies wanna flex one time and they tongue real slick
Wanna waste my time like the clock don't tick
And I'm ticked off, I'm pissed off
Cause every second counts
And they stagnant, complainin'
That they shit never pop off
They head is in the exhaust
I'm exhausted, exalted, expert
When it comes to your X-rays so be cautious.
I'm malicious when I'm militant
Camouflaging, creeping, sneaking up
And then I'm killing for a shilling
Aint no need for all the stealing
And I'm pacing with the rhythm
And you still don't get the -ism (huh)
Doing what you can, but you still can't see the vision (dumb)
Slow it fucking down for the boys the girls the fam the friends
What it feels like when you willing to die, to lose, to sin
Revive on third day just to...

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IMP AR

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