Own Lane Rekky

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[Hook]
Real on the streets, been on the roads from young
Got the bikes and a fiend, didn't take money from mum
Running from police, bro slow down on the humps
Why she acting so sweet? This car is a stolen one

[Verse 1]
She don't really know, she don't really know about me
She just wanna roll, passenger side of the AMG
She's feeling the cold, babe I've got heated seats
No clutch, don't stall, this box is a DSG
Why you man trapping? You ain't got no reason
Trap until your Giuseppe shoes are in season
Bro's stepping in Prada's up in prison
The screws gave up cause he doеsn't listen
Told him "Calm down", he keeps banging out
So much extra days thеy won't let him out
We were young, we were dumb, we was on a mission
Now I lost my bros to the prison system

[Hook]
Real on the streets, been on the roads from young
Got the bikes and a fiend, didn't take money from mum
Running from police, bro slow down on the humps
Why she acting so sweet? This car is a stolen one