"High Speed Games" lyrics
Crib Cold, Father Gone
It's two kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what went wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep on dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm way too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
You can fuck every nigga you want, you still ain't gettin' no money
You can run up a hundred in all blues, that still don't change you ugly
I can fuck off a million in all cash, they still gone think I'm punchin
I done built up a rap sheet all bad, they won't trust Go for nothin'
Tryna pin me in, no Insta Cashes, I ain't wanna read the books
You can let them make you a modern slave, but not me, that shit cooked
Tryna ball me out, I done built a name, I ain't finna go out like nook
Ain't no robbing me, you ain't getting a chain, but somebody life gettin' took
In cars we play high speed games
You can race me home, catch me if you can
My mom would say it's a weed thing
If you can't love yourself, so I smoke every strain
You can burn my hands, I'm still gone have that munyun comin' in
He wasn't even the oldest, he seen mama gettin' hit by a man
I could be done in seconds
Company good but trust I'm cool without it
Prep up then go in
Then once you reach that point, go up again
In Cars we play high speed games
You can race me home, catch me if you can
My mom would say it's a weed thing
If you can't love yourself, so I smoke every strain
Crib cold, father gone
It's 2 kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what went wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit just like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep on dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm way too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
You keep on rubbing it off, but I know this shit hittin' home
I'ma keep on fuckin' it off, it's my shit, grab ya own
I keep on dumpin' it, gettin' it off
We get every gram gon'
I need me like 10 bedrooms, no loft's
It's killer's here near my dome
I don't wanna reattach none that's burnt, it's ashes, can't be repaired
And I got a bitch who might know her for real, so I can't let none be ear her
If I hear a clip like you takin' a pic, I'ma have you sent back where you stayin'
Tryna front for a bitch, got hit with the stick on his stomach
He got hit, he got scared
Crib Cold, Father gone
It's 2 kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what when wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit just like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
It's two kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what went wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep on dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm way too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
You can fuck every nigga you want, you still ain't gettin' no money
You can run up a hundred in all blues, that still don't change you ugly
I can fuck off a million in all cash, they still gone think I'm punchin
I done built up a rap sheet all bad, they won't trust Go for nothin'
Tryna pin me in, no Insta Cashes, I ain't wanna read the books
You can let them make you a modern slave, but not me, that shit cooked
Tryna ball me out, I done built a name, I ain't finna go out like nook
Ain't no robbing me, you ain't getting a chain, but somebody life gettin' took
In cars we play high speed games
You can race me home, catch me if you can
My mom would say it's a weed thing
If you can't love yourself, so I smoke every strain
You can burn my hands, I'm still gone have that munyun comin' in
He wasn't even the oldest, he seen mama gettin' hit by a man
I could be done in seconds
Company good but trust I'm cool without it
Prep up then go in
Then once you reach that point, go up again
In Cars we play high speed games
You can race me home, catch me if you can
My mom would say it's a weed thing
If you can't love yourself, so I smoke every strain
Crib cold, father gone
It's 2 kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what went wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit just like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep on dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm way too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
You keep on rubbing it off, but I know this shit hittin' home
I'ma keep on fuckin' it off, it's my shit, grab ya own
I keep on dumpin' it, gettin' it off
We get every gram gon'
I need me like 10 bedrooms, no loft's
It's killer's here near my dome
I don't wanna reattach none that's burnt, it's ashes, can't be repaired
And I got a bitch who might know her for real, so I can't let none be ear her
If I hear a clip like you takin' a pic, I'ma have you sent back where you stayin'
Tryna front for a bitch, got hit with the stick on his stomach
He got hit, he got scared
Crib Cold, Father gone
It's 2 kids in that car seat, I'm wondering what when wrong
I'm him but I ain't that Cocky, they stopping to come just watch me
I'm doing this shit just like Ali
Outside, I ain't been home
I keep dodging feds
This jail time on my head
I do think bout them red flags, it's no peace, I ain't dead
I'm too powerful for my age
I'm best off killed
So many thoughts inside one brain but his motivation is gettin' the bread
