Lyrics
It gets depressing….
thinking about those that’s slain
Look at my race….look at my name
I give chase to a dream
So I can tune out the scene
Of poverty that’s stopping me
From rising like cream
To the top of THE crop
I had a long way to drop
And when I hit rock bottom
I was back on the block
And back on the street
To get back up on my feet
To eat lobster and steak
Instead of spam and treet
meet me on the street
You better greet me with some loot
25 millimeter out the timberland boot
Man it feels like I’m losing it
I dream about a music hit
And throw fits because I only get bits
And pieces of wealth
I’m here sacrificing health
And safety,
just to get paid like crazy
I can’t stay here, if I’m gonna shoot
I should shoot for fame
Yeah you got me
But soon I’ll escape the game
Ok, you got me
Ok, I’m down now
Ok, you got me
Ok, I’m down now
I’m on the way back up
Pass you on your way down
How does that feel
How does that sound?
I’m zooming
I’m zooming
I’m zooming past you
I’m booming
They’re booing
They’re booing at you
Yeah
I’m zooming
I’m zooming
I’m zooming past you
I’m booming
They’re booing
They’re booing at you
Yeah
Ok, you got me
Ok, I’m down now
Ok, you got me
Ok, I’m down now
I’m zooming
I’m zooming
I’m zooming past you
I’m booming
They’re booing
They’re booing at you
Yeah
I’m zooming
I’m zooming
I’m zooming past you
I’m booming
They’re booing
They’re booing at you
Yeah
I’m breaking out!
Watch out! Coming up fast! Haha, yeah! I’ll be zooming past!
