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Take a Drive
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Take a Drive was released on August 2, 2024 by Million Mob as a part of the album Black Tape
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Release DateAugust 2, 2024
LabelMillion Mob
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Credits

Lyrics

Fire up my blunt and take a drive
Trying to clear a **** mind
From all this bull shit going around
Got everybody dying
They through fentanyl off in the streets
My folks go hooked and lost his mind
I seen my aunty on that shit
It left me fucked up deep inside
I seen my father hit that dope
He lost his kids fell off his grind
Know I can’t tell him what to do
He to supposed to tell me how to grind
Know when I have my first lil boy
I got to make sure that he shine
Addiction run deep in my family
It ain’t hard to see the signs
I close my eyes ain’t got no pride
I got to thank god I’m alive
Cause all them shoots out I survived
They left a **** traumatized
I got some **** who ain’t here no more
Make sure they mama fine
Cause if it was me instead of them
I know they’ll do the same for mine
Forever smoking on exotic
Hit the blunt get tranquilized
Cup filled woc it got me bent
When I sip two hundred a line
I get the chills
Whenever I get lost in my thoughts
And mesmerize
Don’t know who with me or against me
I just hope god send a sign
I hit the cup go in a zone
I need to leave this shit alone
So much I been through on my own
Asking for help I don’t condone
Them ups and downs and nights alone
They show a smile and know they wrong
They show they hand due time it’s on
Then get in court and sing a song
I’m in my lane so look alike
Think of me and fantasize
Ain’t got no time for petty crimes
I rather chill and stay inside
Before fall between the lines
I’ll be the last **** alive
Cause I’m on point I’m doing fine
Ain’t checking in ain’t paying fines
I keep my head up all the time
Moving forward I don’t press rewind
Got a ugly past that’s an ugly time
But I’m shining harder than I ever shined
Keep it real ain’t got to flex for mine
I got racks to make so I’m pressed for time
You ain’t a real **** I’m a press decline
You ain’t talking money then you wasting time
Fire up my blunt and take a drive
Trying to clear a **** mind
From all this bull shit going around
Got everybody dying
They through fentanyl off in the streets
My folks go hooked and lost his mind
I seen my aunty on that shit
It left me fucked up deep inside
I seen my father hit that dope
He lost his kids fell off his grind
Know I can’t tell him what to do
He to supposed to tell me how to grind
Know when I have my first lil boy
I got to make sure that he shine
Addiction run deep in my family
It ain’t hard to see the signs
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