Ford vs Ferrari

Don't get cozy boys! That brake isn't gonna step on itself! Yeah I got these songs about my life, I get it all off my chest Y'all just live your life through others, that's why y'all so depressed Sometimes I think when I was a baby, I was dropped on my head And somedays I just need a guillotine to chop off my head I'm off of my meds, I'm caught up on rest but feelin' weak Given up on quitting nicotine my second time this week, yeah Shitty local acts still tryna hit me up to beef But I been busy getting cash your music trash, your rhymes are weak Is that another bitch ass hater all on my radar? You wanna talk shit then ya bettеr stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When thеy put on my shit don't touch the spacebar When I write raps they know I stay raw You wanna talk shit then ya better stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When they put on my shit don't touch the spacebar Finally, motherfuckers wanna ride with me The second I get notoriety they wanna supply the beats, huh Highly unpredictable, I like variety And lack there of it in society give me anxiety Hide the weed, I'm driving fast through the Biltmore You link with your friends too much but you should build more Bad bitches ride with me 'cause I got the life that they would kill for I can't help the shit that I was built for Tryna build my own crib Not in the hills, more out by the woods, I should talk to a realtor Talked to my agent, "Your boys need a real tour" They like my music, they must just not feel yours Is that another bitch ass hater all on my radar? You wanna talk shit then ya better stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When they put on my shit don't touch the spacebar When I write raps they know I stay raw You wanna talk shit then ya better stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When they put on my shit don't touch the spacebar Five, four, three, I run at max speed Blow by the hoes, they be like, "That's clean" Go vamonos, ain't no one pass me When the gun shot, we run like track teams Five, four, three, I run at max speed Blow by the hoes, they be like, "That's clean" Go vamonos, ain't no one pass me When the gun shot, we run like track teams When the gun pop, I run like track teams V12 engine, know that that's me Seats all white like hoes named Ashley No, your titties won't booby trap me Subs in the trunk, they bump like acne She off white might blow like Acme Life been quite alright if you ask me Matte black whip, Matt with a blonde getting blown in the backseat What if I take my chances? Go up to every door in my city 'til someone answers Tell 'em that my album dropping like it's an anvil I'm so hot right now, brodie I'm Hansel Tell 'em when the gun Better get to dancing Baby don't cross me, my family Manson I'm barely a rapper, came straight from campus Future so tragic, blame the coke habit, God Is that another bitch ass hater all on my radar? You wanna talk shit then ya better stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When they put on my shit don't touch the spacebar When I write raps they know I stay raw You wanna talk shit then ya better stay far And you don't drive shit but I race car When they put on my shit don't touch the spacebar Five, four, three, I run at max speed Blow by the hoes, they be like, "That's clean" Go vamonos, ain't no one pass me When the gun shot, we run like track teams Five, four, three, I run at max speed Blow by the hoes, they be like, "That's clean" Go vamonos, ain't no one pass me When the gun shot