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Innit Or Not ?

Innit Or Not ? (Prod. Adriel)

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[Verse]
Pedal to the floor, no brakes, no ceiling,
Hustle in the veins, got the concrete peeling.
Streetlights flicker, a strobe in my mirror,
Engine growl louder, every second gets nearer.

Fumes in the lungs, breath tastes like metal,
Dreams sharp-edged, on a diamond bezel.
Clock hands spinning, time don’t settle,
Chasing that paper, my foot on the pedal.

[Chorus]
Fast lane fever, the city my arena,
Adrenaline pumps, my veins gasolina.
Fast lane fever, no time to deceive ya,
The grind don’t stop till my life’s a feature.

[Verse 2]
Tires screech symphonies, asphalt choir,
Heartbeat synced to the engine’s fire.
Corner like a king, rubber burns desire,
Chasing that crown till the world’s entire.

Street gods whisper in the neon mist,
Deals get sealed with a flick of the wrist.
The hunger’s a beast, can’t coexist,
Every mile closer to the top of the list.

[Bridge]
Sirens wail, shadows tail,
Still too quick, they always fail.
Blazing trails, story in braille,
Speed writes my legend, detail by detail.

Fast Lane Fever