M.AXX. and Ty Merrick - NEED FOR SPEED

Turn it up at high speed, you are just what I need
Get it anytime you want, you know I'm a dyin' breed
You know I won't turn my back, and I work until I bleed
You a broke lil' boy, no no no, you don't got my fans
The only thing I love besides the money is my fans
And I love my baby, I know that I am her mans
I got more than Visa, I'm not cancelin' my plans
Diamonds different colors, you would think that they were trans
Let's get back to business and we do it where it stands
You talkin' too much for someone sittin' in the stands
Said that we gon' throw a party up in Skylands
They gon' get it poppin' right as soon as I land
I done told them Tati got them bitches tryna line up
I'm not worried bout your money, I been gettin' mine up
When we rode to paradise, them I might need a sign up
Got the touch of God, my baby thinkin' that I might us
My flow is contagious and it's sick like hepatitis
Lost so deep in memory that you would never find us
Got a city loyal and they standin' right behind us
Tryna hit us up, but you know you don't gotta remind us
Watch that sittin' on my wrist so shiny in my blinders
I been sayin' fuck the world, cause it don't show no kindness
I done fell in love with problematic, that's my status quo
Look, she gave me an arise, I really thought I had a stove
To that old Croatian girl, not sorry, but I had to go
Standin' right beside my mama, cause she had her back to blow
Like it's sharks and minnows in this world, they tryna tag your toe
If you get too good at rappin', then they try to snag your flow
Got a need for speed, I'm packin' up and now I'm good to go
People show me fake love to my face, like damn, that's good to know
Rock it with my guardian, you know we gotta stick it out
Thought I loved her way before, but damn, she even thicker now
She got good at manipulation, so you couldn't trick her now
High speed chase, they're on her ass, it's smarter if you click it now
It's survival of the fittest, so you gotta fight it out
I been waitin' on forever, don't think I'ma write it out
Tryna get the jump on me, so now they gotta hide it out
If that happened to you, man, I don't think that you slidin' out
You not good with words, so if you want it, then you write it out
You just like aesthetics, don't think you know what you signin' up
If you say the wrong thing and they see you, they gon' light it up
It's gon' be a barbecue for you, they gon' invite it up
It's gon' be a riot in the streets, so they incite it up
This one here for all the dogs, you know they gonna bite it up
That one was a seal of fate, but just because you white enough
Uh, uh, uh

Written by:
Ty Merrick

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