Rush - Ab-Soul

I got my mind on the prize, wheels on the roll

Eyes to the skies, bless my soul

Rush… Rush

I was on Avalon, in a Avalon

With the window down, two notche for TV on

Yeah, that’s what he be on

California sunshine, heater on

I laid the text but sometimes niggas read it wrong

Still a slave to the page, no beeper on

If the sky tell lies then let me lie (where?)

In the same home that the reaper own

Fire, feel the degrees rising in this song

Keep the degree pollutin' your speakers till I’m gone

Became a tree, mama your seed is growin'

Niggas see me, see where I’m going

Uphill, and I keep going

Through the red lights, through the roadblocks

My headlights blind the opposition

Ain’t got 200 on the dash but I’m doing half

When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush

Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush

So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush

I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush

I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah)

So when you see me in the street

I’m always in a rush

Rolling down central, in a bucket but I’m feeling presidential

Breaking down swisha’s, filling 'em with indo

Ho’s trying to date a nigga like info’s

I’m flying right by 'em like holla back

Hoping they won’t see me through the tinted windows

Bending corners like I ain’t got a bookmark

Ain’t got the most paper but I’m booksmart

I’m speeding through life like fuck it all (My nigga)

I got my word and my fuckings balls (My nigga)

And that’s my word I’m a fucking ball (My nigga)

Control the earth so I can have a ball (My nigga)

I’m moving at a fast pace and I ain’t slowing up for Nathan

Paparazzi follow me but they can’t keep up the tape

You ain’t talking longterm and you ain’t talking my language

Don’t trip, we still popping like a stainless

Fo' real

When I roll through the city it gives me a rush, rush

Swear to god it makes my adrenaline rush, rush, rush, rush, rush

So when you see me in the street I’m always in a rush, rush, rush

I’m always in a (yeaaah) rush, rush, rush

I’m always in a rush, rush, rush, rush, rush (yeaaah)

So when you see me in the street

I’m always in a rush

Del Amo, Del Amo

Eyes on the prize, wheels on the roll

Eyes to the skies, bless my soul

Rush… Rush