All Gas No Breaks

[Intro: Jay Worthy]

Yeah, uh, what's happenin'?

Check it out

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]

I'm lit, boy, I'm with Big Hit and Hit-Boy

In a six-trey Chevy, three-wheelin' off of West Roy

Ask about me and the set, boy

The big homies love me, shout outs that nigga G-Boy

I lost Y, that shit hurt, boy

It's fucked up when you really can't do shit for your homeboy

And G's ain't supposed to cry

But that ain't right 'cause when I lost the homie Earl, on Bloods, I really cried

All black like we up to somethin'

Stüssy Pennys and my zip-up comfy

Do pretty good, never pressed for money

To the block, I'm matrimony

King of the bity like John Sacrimoni

Ask George Clinton, I bet he know me

[Verse 2: Big Hit]

All gas, no brakes, all cash, no banks

Fuck bags, all crates, I need to stash my cake

Can a nigga eat? Can a nigga live?

I don't like how I feel, a nigga itchin' to kill

I make it look easy, believe me, shit ain't free

Wifey look Belizean, tell her, "Ven aquí"

Mwah, bonita, dame la chiva

Dame dos kilos, Damu, just keep those

[Verse 3: Hit-Boy]

The setback was tremendous, now we back trippin'

Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles was blind, but they still had vision

My life like an episode of How I'm Livin'

Got through the agony, that's why I'm smokin' on this penthouse balcony

Writin' to Chase N. Cashe beats, homie, that's alchemy

I'm with The Alchemist, how did this even happen?

If you can't get the pack off, then why you even trappin'?

Fuck the field, we in the woods and we ain't even campin'

I been checked out of this industry shit

I don't consider myself a part of it

I just make wavy vibes for my audience

When I'm eighty years old watchin' the sequence back of this part of my life

Rewindin' the VHS, seein' all I survived

Hopefully it give me hope I could live to a hundred

All gas, no brakes 'til I'm kickin' the bucket

[Verse 4: The Alchemist]

No tears, peelin' the skin wrapper from an onion (Hmm)

One rapper's a six, the other one's a half a dozen (Y'all ain't shit)

One is a natural, the other one's a mass production (Right)

One brushes dirt off his shoulder, the other's jacket's dusted (Dusted)

I'm with the veteranos and the young old-timers (Yuh)

Bottles of Goldschläger out the window like a ghost rider (Rider)

It's never a dull moment

They took my heart and left my soul broken (Listen)

Cookin' the pot, the top of the bowl smokin'

All nitrous, no brake lightning (Nope)

Breakin' night, cuttin' down calories and weight slicin' (Cuttin' weight)

I put down the sink and hit 'em with the whole kitchen

By the time we opened the nugget box, it was cold chicken (It's too late)

Communicate with a code system and never wrote fiction

I spin the pot with both fists in and do the most mixin' (Mix master)

All script, no wires (Uh), heavy grip, no pliers (Yeah)

Don't get dipped in fire (No), don't you trip the wire

I do the dirty work and switch the attire (Uh)