paroles de chanson Driving At 3 A.M. - B. R. Gater

If you ain't on my team then who you really rooting for
You say you'd slide for me but that ain't what I'm chuting for
If you would take a bullet for me than you're the one I do it for
I aim for the moon but it's the stars I'm really shooting for
It don't matter which sub genre of rap, my music way more cool than yours
When I get rich, I'm leaving the mall looking like I'm looting stores
Lately I've been been in a bad mood, I've been brooding more
Haven't been making music I need to lose it more
I ain't stopping now, what would I conclude it for
I don't win every battle but I bet you I won't lose the war
In high school I had a 4.0 gpa, now I'm going stupid whore
But I'm a genius don't get it twisted or I'll kick you through the door
The way on how I levitate, you would think I knew the force
Y'all be talking too much you need to get to moving more
All I do is win and most of y'all are losing sore
And if you don't believe me y'all can go and view the score

A prisoner of my own thoughts, I need to set my mind free
So I hop on a beat and turn it into a whole crime scene
Don't got 2020 vision but you ain't seen what I seen
I store too many ideas on my phone, I can't let you find out my schemes
Keep a strong password so you can't pick the lock to get through my screen
Nah, defenses are just too strong on my team
Ain't nothing you can do that could step on my dreams
I could make a whole song using the same fucking rhyme scheme
Yeah but y'all ain't ready for that shit
They tried to copy me, you know how real that these fax get
I'm on the road to success but I haven't even pulled out the map yet
Getting lost is part of the journey you know how bumpy this path get
And I ain't dragging you with me I gotta cover my tracks yet
You know my price is high something like how this gas get
Yeah, the punchlines are immaculate
And I keep on adding more, I'm just stacking it

My crew pull up, you're wasting my time if you don't let hours past
She put in that time at the gym and now she look like an hourglass
But her heart cold like snow so I just come through and plow her ass
Fuck the world, I'm beefing with the whole planet smoking that louder pack
I want my roses while I'm still here, where my flowers at
All you pussies really jealous of me, you some sour cats
Y'all just mad at me cause I got more on my plate, why I devour tracks
You're quick to say something on social sites, but where you cowards at
Sleeping on me, just wait until I show up in your nightmares
People hating on me cause I'm winning, why should I care
I know they gon remember me because my type rare
I've got a lot of vision but I still got these glasses that eyewear
Now you wanting something from me but why would I share
You ain't helped me on this journey up, I had to climb stairs
Some people pay the price for others that ain't quite fare
But they'll get their karma when the right time's there

So you should head my warning
You'll remember the sunny days when it just keeps on pouring
I keep shooting my shot and I keep on scoring
Feels like I'm high in the sky, I keep on soaring
I show love to my fans and it really be rewarding
It's crazy that people really love what we recording
And I know it's slow, but nah this beat ain't boring
It makes me feel relaxed like driving at three in the morning
You know when it's dark out
With the stars out
No other cars out
Going far now
And I just might go ahead and take a different route
Getting lost and no, I ain't trying to be found