Traction Control
Found a reason to flex on a world
Found it on my chest it’s cold
I don’t want a crazy but momma done raised a psycho
Blessed me with an icy throne
I was raised in icy homes
Turn my love lust
Turn my love to lust
I want to love I want to hate
Give my word then let it break
Do a right then a mistake
I can’t leave it up to fate
If I do I’d stay like this
I hate it cuz I’m lifeless
It’s more like autopilot
I’m giving in
Take the traction off in sport mode
Make the tires burn smoke
When I pull up
Don’t talk to me
Im kinda in the mood love slow
Plant seeds money grow
Let loose
Fuck up
Life’s a dream
I don’t talk my problems
I set them up in flames
A bitch will never solve them
Don’t show them your pain
Breaking down the columns
You wrapped me in these chains
Now I’m cold blooded
Still don’t point the blame
Ima keep it simple
I can’t leave yet
Need to add the comas
Sign more checks
Coming from a blue collar
To be here I’m blessed
Here comes another day
Here comes another death
Never learned how to love
Always thought it was a drug
Now only thing I’ll gives a slug
Found a bag found a baddie found a squad
Found a reason to flex on a world
Found it on my chest it’s cold
I don’t want a crazy but momma done raised a psycho
Blessed me with an icy throne
I was raised in icy homes
Turn my love lust
Turn my love to lust
I want to love I want to hate
Give my word then let it break
Do a right then a mistake
I can’t leave it up to fate
If I do I’d stay like this
I hate it cuz I’m lifeless
It’s more like autopilot
I’m giving in
But I ain’t givin up
Screaming fuck the world
I still don’t have a fuck to give
But I ain’t givin up
Screaming fuck the world
I still don’t have a fuck to give
Take the traction off in sport mode
Make the tires burn smoke
When I pull up
Don’t talk to me
Im kinda in the mood love slow
Plant seeds money grow
Let loose
Fuck up
Life’s a dream
I don’t talk my problems
I set them up in flames
A bitch will never solve them
Don’t show them your pain
Breaking down the columns
You wrapped me in these chains
Now I’m cold blooded
Still don’t point the blame
But I ain’t giving up
Screaming fuck the world
I still don’t have a fuck to give
Take the traction off in sport mode
Make the tires burn smoke
When I pull up
Don’t talk to me
Im kinda in the mood love slow
Plant seeds money grow
Let loose
Fuck up
Life’s a dream
I don’t talk my problems
I set them up in flames
A bitch will never solve them
Don’t show them your pain
Breaking down the columns
You wrapped me in these chains
Now I’m cold blooded
Still don’t point the blame