FOOT ON THE GAS (feat. Devin the Dude)

Yeah Mama wants to go out break bread Told her that I need to take a gun, they want me dead She don't want no part of that, told her it's a part of this Almost has a heart attack every time I acknowledge it Told her that I'm sorry, it's just how it goes But even if they take me out this life They can't take me out this soul I can never fold, I'ma go harder than ever I'ma make it through the pain, I'ma weather the weather Go to Bali just because, buy Ferraris just because Blow a hundred, leave a fuckin' Maserati in the club Just because I'm alive, I'ma own it Memories are just the times we recognize the moment So I'ma take the jet to Vegas, put my family on it Appreciate the people that you got while you can hold 'em It ain't about your layup, blog, or your designer We shouldn't need no wake up call, fuck a reminder (Yeah) Sometimes something happens and you hope that it's just one time At least your foot is on the gas, you know it's crunch time I think we'll always feel that we don't have enough time So, foot on the gas On my mama, swear to God I'ma ball Keep my foot on the gas 'Cause you'll never know when your number's called Mix Henny with the juice, leave my life in the booth Point blank with the truth, that's me Love yourself, make a move, to yourself, you should prove Fuck the rest, let 'em snooze, let 'em sleep And live life to the fullest Try not to let it end with a knife or a bullet 'Cause there's no sequel If you wanna stay peaceful, you hang around positive people Somebody who needs you would truly be hurt Cryin' while identifyin' a bloody t-shirt You gotta put me first, that means you, mayne You only live once, don't be a dunce, dawg, do things Get fired up like butane, get up and get out Doin' something that's holdin' you back? Cut that shit out What you fussin' about? Complainin' changes nada I know I'm not your father but you gotta try harder, 'cause Sometimes something happens and you hope that it's just one time At least your foot is on the gas, you know it's crunch time I think we'll always feel that we don't have enough time So, foot on the gas On my mama, swear to God I'ma ball Keep my foot on the gas 'Cause you'll never know when your number's called