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Drive Fast, Live Young Lyrics

"Drive Fast, Live Young" was written by Michael Stevenson.
"Drive Fast, Live Young" was written by Michael Stevenson.

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Big shit perfect timing, got a chef, we ain t gotta leave
Baby we can dine in
Get you played like violins
Made a purchase so large, got a call nigga, affirming
Switch shirts when we riding
Case a nigga get pulled over, keep me vizine
Way you living like this,
She won t never wanna leave with these new hoes
Steady tryina fuck me
Ratchet nigga, no dry cleaners, don t wash that, it s brand new
Got pablo homies, got grip niggas
And my ocean view straight water blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y all niggas just ain t living it right
[Hook]
Drive fast, live young
I m making change, I make it rain
We ain t the same
I m pulling up, my whip game
Got leather seats and wood grain
Drive fast, live young
Got champagne, that s candy paying
My real estate, these boppers know my stage name
I sip slow, while entertain
Drive fast, live young
I m dope maine, you so lame
100 thous went to dice game
Drive fast, live young
Push start, I ma start,
She up and down that boulevard
Going hard, going hard
Oh you bout that life, want that shine
Can I have that ice, nah nigga it ain t mine
I ve been hustling all night, and I know she wanna call
But a nigga working hard like 3 jobs
Hottest paper can t count it all alone
Mesmerized by the throne, addicted to doing wrong

Audemar ghetto like bob just lit up
Grown with the game, drop vise get hit up
Nigga take fade, knock down nigga get up
Broke niggas, broke niggas, I ain t gotta worry bout gold diggas
Pow, pow, these rolls on niggas
Hot shot clock, waiting for the finish
Hop in the tennant, y all niggas shit winnin
22 like emmit, and my bitch photogenic
She be fire in a minute, draw your eyes baby I waas only kiddin
Do it all different she used to say I did it
Rolls royce, lamborghini nigga, what s the difference?
[Hook]
Drive fast, live young
I m making change, I make it rain
We ain t the same
I m pulling up, my whip game
Got leather seats and wood grain
Drive fast, live young
Got champagne, that s candy paying
My real estate, these boppers know my stage name
I sip slow, while entertain
Drive fast, live young
I m dope maine, you so lame
100 thous went to dice game
Drive fast, live young
Push start, I ma start,
She up and down that boulevard
Going hard, going hard
Sometimes man it just suits
I m living a dream, man it s an ecstasy
Man, ecstasy
She feel my energy, wanna get next to me
Man this is ecstasy, ecstasy
Drive fast, live young
Chop, chop, never stop
Drive fast, live young
Chop, chop, never stop
Drive fast, live young
Drive fast, live young
Drive fast, live young
Be forever young, driving in
Be forever young.

Songwriters
Michael Stevenson

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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