Текст песни Drive - Junk

Rap your grip up
Rap your grip up go
Got to go fast for them to play
Don't trust soul (soul)

My mama, she split from my father, when I was four, and I remember that (five)
My papa looking at me through the window with a whip, thinking I wanna (drive)
But I use this internal pain every day, testing myself to show I am (alive)
There's pressure, there's lessons, there's sexiness
There's death and depression, that's part of the (ride)

All the bad shit that happens to you, you use it as ambition to go further, yo (life)
Think the universe use it as view for your burning desire, your turn to (ignite)
If you been on the grind and don't switch up your gears
You won't be crossing finishing (lines)
This shit right here's such a pivotal (time)
Ambition, your ignition, it isn't (same)

This song is not what you're expecting
It's not a Ferrari or Lexus
This is not about a car or an engine
This is about your darkness and depression
Learning something from your hardship and stressing
This from the hardest of masses
It's not about your garage full of pansies
This is about who you are in the ending

You can drive, you can drive, you can drive any wheel
Destination, acceleration
And when you ride with an eye, ain't it rising you down
Yeah, you made it, with your inspiration
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Got to go fast, put up the brake, don't drive slow (slow)

It's not about a jet or a Mazda, better yet about a Honda
Or a Chevy Impala, about an engine that is hemi
Yeah, you raving it proper
Or a 911 turbo that is red as a rocket (no)
This is about a motherfuckin' energy chakra though, mentally on the road
Sending out a message like a letter in an envelope
Spending for your smile like the letter in a tropical
Shit is getting hot, and the temperature tropical, hey

When you're in the club, she'll be tryna motherfuck you
Your opinion be the one that is winning, you'll be coming to get it
If you runnin' when 20 get the luxury, we whipping you in love
With the women, it's the dumbest decision, but we young with a minute
Buy your winter drive first, put your blood in the shit until you done
And you finish on the ride if you gotta make some drugs with a liquor break

It's funny how people will gas you
They smokin' that diesel, it's natural
See in school, they teach you the avenue
You laughing, the review is past
Stay humble, keep your ego cashed
Sometimes you need to be an asshole
Sometimes there's need for speed, it's not a game
Or you'll be fucking seeing them lap you

What do you do? (I drive)

You can drive, you can drive, you can drive any wheel
Destination, acceleration
And when you ride with an eye, ain't it rising you down
Yeah, you made it, with your inspiration
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Wrap your grip up, wrap your grip up, go
Got to go fast, foot off the brake, don't drive slow (slow)