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Chris Webby - Left Lane (prod. by Harry Fraud)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Fraud
Harry Fraud
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I be livin' in the left lane, passin' y'all by
Sun roof rollin' back, speakers up high
I be livin' in the left lane, closin' my eyes
Watch the world from the third person inside
I be livin' in the left lane, never lookin' back
With my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to react
I be livin' in the left lane, movin' too fast
I'm just tryin' not to crash, it could all end in a flash
When you be livin' in the left lane
[Verse 2]
Yeah, fast money, fast women, fast cars
Doin' donuts in the backyard
Middle fingers up like a rap star
Tellin' me I go too hard, shots all lined up on the goddamn bar
With a chick so bad, she droppin' jaws
And I'm droppin' trou' when I hit that raw, yeah
Live this way till I lose my mind, me, I'm doin' fine
Fuckin' monster, call me Frankenstein and Dracula combined
On my grind, in my verbal prime, still Optimus Rhyme
Got Griselda Blanco coke and no one fuckin' with these lines
'Cause, uh
[Verse 3]
All this shit is a part of my job
The parties, the woman, the liquor, the music
Livin' the life you could only imagine
Put it in words and I give it to you, kids
But I told 'em
Please don't try this at home, you really will lose it
So don't blame me if my listeners do it
Let's go
[Verse 4]
I be livin' in the left lane, passin' y'all by
Sun roof rollin' back, speakers up high
I be livin' in the left lane, closin' my eyes
Watch the world from the third person inside
I be livin' in the left lane, never lookin' back
With my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to react
I be livin' in the left lane, movin' too fast
I'm just tryin' not to crash, it could all end in a flash
When you be livin' in the left lane
[Verse 5]
Let me carefully win, they callin' my Jeremy Lin
(Never stare at the rim)
If you gon' give me the rock, I'ma dribble and carry it in
(No comparin' to him)
Up on the road every day, chuggin' a bottle of gin
Contact lens, 20/20
But you can't see that from under my brim
[Verse 6]
Do it again ('Gain)
Beast mode, cup full, trees rolled
Shit, I'm here to rap
And if you're not, I'd check that ego
Tried to keep it peaceful
But if they be comin' at me, bro
I'm rollin' up in a tank like I got Grand Theft Auto cheat codes
[Verse 7]
A mix of Mick Jagger and Morrison, on tour again
Pushin' the fuckin' limits till I'm in the crematorium
'Cause when a star goes out, it does so in a blaze of glory
Then Mr. Harry Fraud'll just bring the chorus in, yeah
[Verse 8]
I be livin' in the left lane, passin' y'all by
Sun roof rollin' back, speakers up high
I be livin' in the left lane, closin' my eyes
Watch the world from the third person inside
I be livin' in the left lane, never lookin' back
With my foot up on the gas, ain't got no time to react
I be livin' in the left lane, movin' too fast
I'm just tryin' not to crash, it could all end in a flash
When you be livin' in the left lane
Written by: Chris Webby, Harry Fraud
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