i'm driven - willie the kid lyrics
[intro: willie the kid]
yeah, it’s recording?
this here is for the world’s famous
aphiliates music group, i got the vs brothers with me tonight man
we call this one “driven”, willie the kid n-gg-
[verse 1: willie the kid]
it’s the driving force behind, it’s luxury vehicle, see
this music is just a vehicle, for me to make visible, the un-seeable
like a voice for the speechless, i’m cohesive
it sticks like an adhesive
leases an alternative, for the 9, athletic
more than most of these rap n-gg-s, pathetic
there you have, yeah, i said it
get it off my chest like vicks or a vixen, l finish sh-tting
you see the checks on my kicks, let me finish sh-tting
this a briefing, matter fact, minutes from the last meeting
read the contents of the food that you’re eating
it’s right there on the box, right there on the bag
i’m hard, i am glad
speckle fox on my back, cognac in my gl-ss
n-gg-s trash, i ain’t mad
that’s why i’m working with new producers
they hit the pads with more comp-ssion
i can really rap, n-gg-s all swag
flashing a bunch of squares like plaid
me? i’m dale earnhart, seat-belts fasten
no pit stops, n-gg-, never crashing
[chorus: willie the kid] (2x)
more drive than your average artist
everybody hard but i’m going the hardest
the rest of ya’ll lazy, it’s given, n-gg-, i’m driven
[verse 2: willie the kid]
i’m driven, no designated driver
like (?) better call you a cab
yeah, as i recall to my past, past all the odds (?)
a few cars tattooed on the (?)
(?) blew the cash
all these bullsh-t rappers, push (?)
but, when sh-t hit the fan, i soothe the itch like a back scratcher
(?) backpackers, new breed, i’m a distant cousin
offspring going top speed, f-cking half breeds; mullatos
pure bread, willie need more bread like chicago
dough like pillsbury, i’m driven, you can’t follow
flavor like rosemary, i’m like sage on stage, it’s my time
n-gg-s jerk chicken, no need to curry on
willie the kid, i’m paprika, these n-gg-s can’t drive man
they’re back seaters
no sir, i got drive no chauffeur, most of ya’ll wanna start
but, never want to practice
i’m a ball, got shorts in my trunk, n-gg-s can’t dribble
they just wanna dunk
[chorus: willie the kid] (2x)
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