Drive Alone E

I spend a whole lotta time alone. I spend money when I want 'cause I work For it. But it first start with a goal. It's complicated, but I still roll. Still roll. Niggas hate, I can't respect it, but I'm knowin' that's just how it go. For real. I done multiplied vintage gold. Vintage Quick meetin' in a vintage Rolls. I take notes, I don't take nothin' personal. Quick flight to N-O just to fuck with bro. I'm so occupied. Money high, overhead low. Old school engine, powder-coated. So clean that you gotta notice. I'm in a whole different time zone. Time This shit art like Picasso. This shit art like JB. JB. I'm in the drop with the AC. Seven-figure checks got me thinkin' like A. E. A. E., Uh. Sometimes I feel so high. Feel so high. Sometimes I feel so low. Feel so low. But I'm never gon' stop. Never gon' stop. 'Cause it's all I know. 'Cause all I know. Long drive alone. Long drive alone. Long drive alone. Huh, in the spot all by myself. 'Cause a lotta hate, it come disguised as help. Fuck around and die 'cause the company you kept. Couldn't fight the jealous inside that he felt, So he crept on his own kind. Genocide from your own side. All 'cause they felt like you was gettin' too Much shine. All 'cause he felt like he was Standin' back of the line. In the back of his mind. When you really want to see him come up At the same time. Niggas be angry and blind. Misdirect the energy when they really coulda tried. But they too pussy to ever push the line. They rather sit inside. They rather bitch and cry. Like a victim of circumstance, meanwhile I. Product of my environment, taught me to survive. Adapt to changing climates. Car and driver, plane and pilot, high wire, Sharp and stylish. Totally wired and smoke my way Out of this. Sometimes I feel so high. So low. But I'm never gon' stop. Never gon' stop. 'Cause it's all I know. 'Cause it's all I know. Long drive alone. Long drive alone. Long drive alone. Damn long drive alone.