作曲 : Stefon Alexander/Cory Grindberg/Ashley A. Hart
 作词 : Stefon Alexander/Ashley A. Hart
Intro
I cannot see through no dumb ****
I will not give out no pass
Waste ass ************ breathin' in my air
And I know even through I don't wanna
That they'll probably outlast 'em
Hanging out the window

Got my feet up on the dash
Face full of sunshine, tryna unwind
Tryna get mine, tryna use a hundred percent of this little flash that I have
I could ease up with my tempo
(Slow down, slow down, slow down)
I should probably save a little cash
(Slow down, slow down, slow down)
I could do it how the textbooks say
I could do it how they wanna, chase fame
I could steady as we blaze
They can do the math and laugh

I'd rather be sitting back, broke, pushing facts in hope
What you want?
Beating back those
Playing on my phone
What you want?
We can keep it close
We can own the road
What you want?
I can see all the way from here
It's the same as here no matter how far I go

Save a little money, I can stay there dummy
This the generation of impatience
I ain't being funny, isn't it amazing
How we take but never get enough
And still got to learn to pretend that we living, uh
**** it, I don't wanna pretend
Hopping in the front seat, tell 'em give me the clip
I ain't worried about a charge 'cause I ride for the rent
And in a white man's world, get a notary nick
What you wanna see?
Double cups and expensive rings
Welfare checks, buying food on link
Work three jobs 'cause I just can't breathe
And when I do chase bread, it's cause I need to eat, ****
Feet up high, on the dash, I'm chilling
Did a line 'cause I just want feelings
Lost grub, but I might be villain
And I can feel the wounds on my back still healing

Yeah, I will not see through no dumb ****
No **** ****, no **** moves
No nothing but ******** and lushin'
No, I will not give out no pass
They the past, there's plenty of us straight cats
Chewing on these waste ass ************
 Breathin' in my air and I know even though I don't wanna
That they'll probably outlast
I'm hanging out the window
Hands in the breeze, knees on the wheel, yeah
She got her feet up on the dash
She tryna get it while she can
She tryna make these minutes last
With her face in the moonlight
Tryna get right, tryna get a little outside visits
Tryna flash, tryna do it while she can
We're tryna do it while we can

I'd rather be sitting back, broke, pushing facts in hope
What you want?
Beating back in those
Playing on my phone
What you want?
We can keep it close
We can own the road
What you want?
I can see all the way from here
It's the same as here no matter how far

I'm sitting back, broke, pushing facts in hope
What you want?
Beating back punishers
Playing on my phone
What you want?
We can keep it close
We can own the road
What you want?
I can see all the way from here
It's the same as here no matter how far I go
End