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[Intro]
I don't even wanna rap anymore
I just wanna like, tend to bees or somethin'
Fuck this shit

[Chorus]
Nights die slow
I feel so alive, I'm like, "Why drive slow?"
I epitomize all the dice I roll
I'm just tryna stay connected, like the Wi-Fi codes

[Verse 1]
Yeah (Ayy)
Playing chess and rockin' checkered pants (Checkered pants)
Got them lines, you see the tans, I do not work for the man
Last night felt like Woodstock, came up on a couple bands
Don't fall for that sucker shit, nigga, I don't fuck with xans
I got too-too many plans, I got few-few really friends
My initials K. D., bitch, I'm not Kevin Durant
My girl from the 80s, old enough to be my aunt
She call me a baby... uhhh, she still fuckin' me, though (Ayy)
Shallow girl, but deep-throats (Ayy), from L.A on to East Coast (Yeah)
It's no wonder I got bad vision (Damn), all I see is C notes (Ayy)
I refuse to see broke (What?), I understand what I'm in (What?)
I don't need to repost (What?), I don't need your two cents (Ayy!)
I feel like I'm still rappin' just for spite
I just wrote a whole verse I didn't like, it's a'ight
It's a bird, it's a plane, nah, nigga, i'sa knife
I be cuttin' people off, like I'm Chucky slashin' white kids

[Chorus]
Nights die slow (What?)
I feel so alive, I'm like, "Why drive slow?" (Ayy)
I epitomize all the dice I roll (I roll)
I'm just tryna stay connected, like the Wi-Fi codes (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Intern on my shirt, I know you heard it, niggas (Heard it, niggas)
They don't fuck with me, oh, the nerve of niggas (Nerve of niggas)
Little Bo with the sheep, I be herdin' niggas (Herdin' niggas)
Do it all in my sleep, I'm up early, nigga
Where is your focus? (What?) I can tell you niggas don't really want it
It's not hocus pocus (Nah), I make it work, I don't work for a bonus
If I'm being honest (If I'm being honest), compete with myself, I don't got no opponents (No)
Find out your freedom's upon us (Yeah), I do not want with you loners (Nah!)
I got pain all in my eyes (Eyes!), purple rain all in the skies (Skies!)
Want my burger with my fries (Fries!), ain't no consolation prize (No!)
Dope as fuck, there's no disguise ('Guise), bust it, baby, like I'm Plies (Bust it)
"But they say they're on your list?" Sorry, I don't know those guys (Guys!)
They ask my influences, I just do this shit (Do this shit)
Can't kill me, I'm on my Rasputin shit, pull up like Cam'ron, computin' shit (Computin'!)
You gon' pay me for that sleep in this taxis (Taxis)
And I don't think I need a reason, I'm gettin' even
Guess that makes me Shia LaBeouf, call me Even Stevens (Even Stevens)
TLC takin' meetings, yeah, yeah, the Captains' creepin' (Captains' creepin')
I come before the commas, boy, you et cetera (Hahaha!)
The earth is fucking dyin', I don't care about who's better, bro (I don't care)
Rap niggas be lying, bitch, don't tell me it's incredible (Bitch don't-!)
On the road to Zion, like Lauryn Hill on some edibles (On some-!)
Anybody greater or lesser can suck my testicles (Suck it)
If you catch a tiger by the toe, better call your hoe (Woo!)

[Interlude]
(Brrr!) Yeah, better call your hoe
Heh, ayy, I don't even-, heh
Yeah, this is the part where I- can-can you
Can you bring in the-the SoundCloud rapper ad-libs? (Yeah) Let's go
Yeah, brrr! (Drive) Yeah, woo! (Ehehe!)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, woo! Eheheh!) Yeah, brrr! (Drive slow)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, ayy!) Yeah, woo! (Ayy! Woo!)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, ayy! Woo!) Yeah! (Drive slow, yeah!)

[Outro]
I am [?]
I am [?]
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Drive, drive slow
Drive, drive slow
Drive, drive slow
Drive, drive slow
Drive, drive slow