Hittin' Curves

Spinnin in the ride

Swervin in the ride

Spinnin in the ride

Swervin in the ride

Hittin Curves

Charlotte Baby Woo Hoo

Hittin Curves

Charlotte Baby Woo Hoo

Can't block in the zone

We prone different to the unknown

Put the flip to the trip

Forced to break bones

Fresh rebreak we then break heads

Listen to all the people

They really feel scared

When they hear whats said

We likely to feel grown

Men landin on reds

Put us up by the boot strap

Strippin curves Dodgin traps

Don't move at a slow pace

Hand us the mike

We'll move the whole place

This for each and every hood

Eighteen average wood

Southside green cuffs

Tell me what you want and

Tell me what you know because

Rockin ain't an option

That ain't the purpose of my concoction

Producin toxins in the abyss

Boxin you in so you don't miss

Me gettin you rockin Nashville

Grind a minute in a minute

Now do me and my crew

I'm a sinner how 'bout you?

Swervin we rollin we servin

hittin them curves and then we

Pushin them verses and curses

They must be broken yea

Takin them Tennesee ballaz

Changin a lance cause they brought us

No contradictions cause now we propositions

I'm in the turn

Make the Chevy burn

Rubbin every turn

Changin lanes

While the body sways

Heavy to the right

Like my life

Hit them curves swerve

As I deserve to turn back

Down the one way

Cruisin to life

I learn lessons every block

Countin blessins like rocks

As I bubble in the struggle

In the classical priests

Releasin pressure like

These moguls at the back of my seats

And speakin clearer than these sweeders

When I'm over these beats

Check the navigation to see what direction to take

To lead a generation headed for colission with fate

On the darker side in the ride look at the rear view

At full speed searchin for a u-turn in safe view

Hittin Curves!

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