Drive Slow

1: You say you've got everything you want, what is that, what do you have? 2: Everything 1: What's everything? 2: I got a house, I got 3 cars, I got money in my pocket, everything I want 1: But how old are you? 2: 17 [Preverse: "The Devil"] Drive slow homie Drive slow homie Crack the window, show these niggas all your gold homie Drive slow homie Drive slow homie Crack the window, show these niggas all your gold homie [Verse 1: Genesis Owusu] Yo, my teacher told me plan your future days and be realistic, cause Ain't no neighbour making paper solely off linguistics But this trig and Pythagoras ain't making me no fanbase Can't have no plan B here distracting me from plan A I here say That I'll cement my presence with authority There's more to me than scores and beats and bones and sheets of wordplay The sorbet, sweet ass rappers hitting all those high notes Make a pathway, cause I've been ruling since I was a zygote Imma fly though Cause it was written down beneath the prophecies Emerging from the womb spitting fire, an anomaly Of great proportion Imma get my portion properly And if you sway the other way This is what I'll say [Hook] What's it gonna be when it all starts to change How you gonna go when the curtain hit the stage What's it gonna be when the pen hit the page What you gonna do when the sun hit the shade [Verse 2] And I've been hanging round the way fam Soon the dough come in and I'll be hanging round some wasteman Need to clear the evils that been touring on my cranium Maturity been calling but I'm still a Super Saiyan I'm just a guinea pig inside the spinning wheel of fear and fortune Mr Sabre, Vader's steppin' weapons and he forcin' Mr Sabre, Vader's temptin' blessings and he talkin' Mr Sabre, Vader's damn impressing, yes he awesome My soul contorting The clouds in front the sun got me conforming They sent informants And the power of the tongue had made the sword been sorted The great debate had well been settled on the sharpest forces So I roll roll, out the door to face the glow And its so cold the place I know inside my soul But the snow goes to cover nose and opticals but the bro's been gone Don't walk towards the light, fuck it Imma stroll like [Hook What's it gonna be when it all starts to change How you gonna go when the curtain hit the stage What's it gonna be when the pen hit the page What you gonna do when the sun hit the shade] [Preverse Drive slow homie Drive slow homie Crack the window, show these niggas all your gold homie Drive slow homie Drive slow homie Crack the window, show these niggas all your gold homie] #reecegurney