[Hook: Rush Davis]
Staring down the barrel of a Colt .45
I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive
Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes
Demons got me seeing double in the rain
If I put the pedal to the metal, take my hands off the wheel
Lord if you hear me, steer, steer
Lord if you hear me, steer
[Verse 1: Scarface]
I think I need to breathe cuz I ain't feeling right
My conscience is at ease saying live your life
Got everything I ain't missin' much, bruh
Got my little paper back I ain't feeling fucked up
My woman got my back so I ain't stressed out
Side looking in, you can say I’m blessed huh
Career still intact got my street cred
Went on with life thinking that the beef’s dead
But every now and then I get flash backs
Get down on my knees and I ask that
God keep my head on cuz I dont wanna spaz out
Load back up that 45 and air a nigga, ass out
[Hook: Rush Davis]
Staring down the barrel of a Colt .45
I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive
Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes
Demons got me seeing double in the rain
If I put the pedal to the metal, take my hands of the wheel
Lord if you hear me, steer, steer
Lord if you hear me, steer
Staring down the barrel of a Colt .45
I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive
Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes
Demons got me seeing double in the rain
If I put the pedal to the metal, take my hands off the wheel
Lord if you hear me, steer, steer
Lord if you hear me, steer
[Verse 1: Scarface]
I think I need to breathe cuz I ain't feeling right
My conscience is at ease saying live your life
Got everything I ain't missin' much, bruh
Got my little paper back I ain't feeling fucked up
My woman got my back so I ain't stressed out
Side looking in, you can say I’m blessed huh
Career still intact got my street cred
Went on with life thinking that the beef’s dead
But every now and then I get flash backs
Get down on my knees and I ask that
God keep my head on cuz I dont wanna spaz out
Load back up that 45 and air a nigga, ass out
[Hook: Rush Davis]
Staring down the barrel of a Colt .45
I'm feeling mad suicidal, so I think I'm gonna drive
Everything is hazy and I can't see my lanes
Demons got me seeing double in the rain
If I put the pedal to the metal, take my hands of the wheel
Lord if you hear me, steer, steer
Lord if you hear me, steer
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