Aisle (feat. Lil Bro Q)

I know progression is slow, it ain’t a fast thing Yeah, I know progression is slow, it ain’t a fast thing I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out Yeah, what is my dilemma? I’ve wasted time tryna remember how to remember Full force, my breaks break, dent a fender Walk into the dealership, I rent me a lender This shit is nicer than my own I wish that i could drive her home I wish there never was a law that said I had to condone I’m in a zone and they don’t like my tone Not the type to fine my own Told em stop rapping and try to play a xylophone When you cry i’ll make you cry alone Fly then you can fly alone I’ll take it far as saying if you die then you can (Die Alone) Yeah, you can say it i don’t wish no death I’m at the top but if i fall i wouldn’t get no wings I also wouldn’t get no breath Hopefully i’m passing out before me and the ground connect Or maybe have a safety net (Ain’t a fast thing) Yeah, but my reflection make the lake a mess I skip a stone on the shallow surface to stay correct Just take me next because I’m I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out Yeah, yeah I been caught up in this matrix And arguing with basic chicks I f*ck without a latex Wish me luck, don’t think I’ll make it I been ducking all the hating From the gutter like a Hatian Got a motherfucking nation on my mind And I been on the grind but I ain’t out here tryna shine Cause nigga’s either bitin’ or they eating off yo’ pie And lord knows I need all of mine Devil stay hitting my line, I feel inclined to hit decline But in my mind, I hit rewind It remind me of those days where I was dark, I needed light Yeah, that turned me to an animal, a cannibal on mics I been eatin all these rappers, guess I have a special diet I did not expect this life but they did not affect my mind I ain’t lying though Pussy I ain’t buying you I remember I was up all night cause all the sirens on I remember I was scared to death to walk outside alone I was eight, they took the bro next door I lost all kinda hope I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out Yeah, I get the cash and I burn that (Burn that) Get the Jag and I swerve that (Swerve that) Hope the cops don’t see us ‘cause the pot gon free us and it’s bad but I learned that If you focus on the pettier shit You trap yourself in a bubble and you ain’t ready for shit And so I keep my eyes peeled on the regular shift I peep a punch before it happens so I’m ready to kick And that can go for any venture I calculate trajectory I make bold moves, big kahunas No vasectomy Y’all only do it if it sparks and it’s all paid That ain’t a problem, but your heart’s in the wrong place You try to crash the girls’ night In broad day I sell my artistry Light ain’t lookin far away But it’s far still Listen what the bars say I’m raisin’ the stakes So if you bettin better parlay I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out I’m on the gas gotta go now Couldn’t crash, all the cash down the whole aisle So passive, I know that Hope that any passion don’t burn out I know progression is slow, it ain’t a fast thing It ain’t a fast thing