text: They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  But will they be alive tomorrow?
  They think this thing is a highway
  If it was our way, wed have a tempo change every other time change
  Cause our minds changed on what we think is good
  I wasnt raised in the hood
  But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness
  If it wasnt for this music I dont know how I would have fought this
  Regardless, all these songs Im hearing are so heartless
  Dont trust a perfect person and dont trust a song thats flawless, honest
  Theres a few songs on this record that feel common
  Im in constant confrontation with what I want and what is poppin
  In the industry it seems to me that singles on the radio are currency
  My creativitys only free when Im playing shows
  They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  But will they be alive tomorrow?
  Im sorry if that question I asked last
  Scared you a bit like a Hazmat, in a gas mask if you ask Zack
  Hes my brother, he likes when I rap fast
  But lets backtrack
  Back to this
  Who would you live and die for on that list?
  But the problem is, theres another list that exists and no one really wants to think about this
  Forget sanity, forget salary, forget vanity, my morality
  If you get in between someone I love and me
  Youre gonna feel the heat of my cavalry
  All these songs Im hearing are so heartless
  Dont trust a perfect person and dont trust a song that’s flawless
  They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  But will they be alive tomorrow?
  They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  But will they be alive tomorrow?
  Will they be alive tomorrow?
  They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  But will they be alive tomorrow?
  They say Stay in your lane, boy, lane, boy
  But we go where we want to
  They think this thing is a highway, highway
  Will they be alive tomorrow?