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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kavinsky
Kavinsky
Performer
Havoc
Havoc
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Havoc
Havoc
Songwriter
Vincent Belorgey
Vincent Belorgey
Composer
Kavinsky
Kavinsky
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kavinsky
Kavinsky
Producer
Sebastian
Sebastian
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I come to life
I come to life
Yeah, I come to life
[Verse 2]
I come to life when I'm driving, see the city lights
Got me sippin' not too much, just stuntin' like
Because the night is young, and I got spots a head
Bitches to see and shit, shorty body feverish
Perfected, light them bitches up to perfection
I'm destined, please don't try me, son, I'm bad hood tested
All these nobody names can't see my flow
You would of though it legal all this stour I blow
Wit a mommy riding shotty, cutie as Gwyneth Paltrow
Son, I'm all about this money everyday I count mo'
Fuck a Facebook, **** I'm all about bankin'
Fuck a Twitter follow I'm paper chasin'
And never would you ever see a **** slow down
Pretty faces everywhere baby girl is goin down
It's the fast life, I ain't even took my beatin'
While you're out there, just stop cheatin'
[Verse 3]
I come to life in my fast fast car
Your life can not ever be ours
My Testarossa same colors as Mars
Buckle up, you are now riding with a star
Come to life, I come to life in my fast fast car
Your life can not ever be ours
My Testarossa same colors as Mars
Buckle up, you are now riding with a star
[Verse 4]
I come to life
I come to life
Yeah, I come to life
[Verse 5]
Blood flowin', when I'm cruising give me a rush
Wanted me to go down, told her I just do it up
New York ****, you can tell how my skin thick
Bustin' down some fried rice and rib tips
Feelin' 'bout my business, in for this, these **** ridiculous
Y'all just wanna start shit, my **** we finish it
So stop frontin' like ya'll dudes can mess with me
I cut these fools like pizza pies with extra cheese
Make you a memory, have you laid out like the letter T
Never take my eyes off the enemy
Focus when I'm in the room you feel my energy
Probably movin' wrong if these haters ain't upset with me
So I keep 'em fumin', you can see the girl in 'em
I tell 'em keep it movin' 'fore we put 'em hollows in 'em
And ain't nobody see it, we do it on the low
Then jump in the whip, son it's time to go
[Verse 6]
I come to life in my fast fast car
Your life can not ever be ours
My Testarossa same colors as Mars
Buckle up, you are now riding with a star
Come to life, I come to life in my fast fast car
Your life can not ever be ours
My Testarossa same colors as Mars
Buckle up, you are now riding with a star
[Verse 7]
I come to life
I come to life
Yeah, I come to life
I come to life
I come to life
I come to life
Yeah, I come to life
I come to life
I come to life
Written by: Havoc, Vincent Belorgey
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