Chris Webby - Left Lane Lyrics
[Hook]I be living in the left lanePassing y'all bySun roof rolling back, speakers up highI be living in the left laneClosing my eyes, watch the world from the third person insideI be living in the left laneNever looking back with my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to reactI be living in the left laneMoving too fast, I'm just trying not to crash, it could all end in a flashWhen you be living in the left lane[Verse 1]Fast money, fast women, fast cars, doing donuts in the back-yardMiddle fingers up like a rap star, telling me I go too hardShots all lined up on the God damn bar, with a chick so bad she dropping jawsAnd I'm dropping trou and I hit that raw, yeahLive this way till I lose my mind, me I'm doing fine*****ing monster call me Frankenstein and Dracula combinedOn my grind, in my verbal prime, still Optimus RhymeGot Griselda Blanco coke and no one *****ing with these linesCause uh, all this shit is apart of my job, the parties the womanThe liquor the music, living a life you could only imaginePut it in words and I give it to you, kidsBut I told them, please don't try this at home, you really will lose itSo don't blame me if my listeners do it (let's go)[Hook][Verse 2]Let me carefully win, they callin' me Jeremy Lin, never stare at the rimIf you going to give me the rock I'm gonna dribble and carry it in, no comparing to himUp on the road everyday, chugging a bottle of gin, contacts lens, 20/20But you can't see them from under my brim, do it again ('gain)Beast mode, Kung-fu, trees rolled, shit I'm here to rapAnd if you're not I'd check that ego, try to keep it peacefulBut if they be coming at me broI'm rolling up in a tank, like I got Grand Theft Auto cheat codesA mix of Mick Jagger and Morrison on tour again, pushing the *****ing limits till I'm in the crematoriumCause when a star goes out it does so in a blaze of glory, then Mr. Harry Fraud will just bring the chorus in[Hook]
