Deezo301 - Pace Lyrics

On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in some days
Niggas riding they tryna catch the wave
I woke up today like I got to get paid
Like 42 Dugg and Lil Baby got four pockets full
But got more somewhere up in the safe
Yeah
Back up little bitch gimme space
Unless you tryna come here and gimme some face
Foot on the gas like the fuck is some brakes
Niggas ain't give me shit had to take
Damn
Deezo wassup wit the hate?
Barely noticed if I'm being frank
Coach status how I'm making plays
By the time niggas seen how we coming
He fumbled the game
I had to pick up the pace I was jogging
Said he was getting the bag now he stalling
I just been active I'm constantly balling
Call him commentate nigga he only be talking
Remind me of Stephen A. Smith he a analyst
He get the ball J.R. Smith he start panicking
He barely can handle it
Can't deal wit the pressure he froze like a mannequin
I'm taking full strides like Sha'Carri
I chop the top off the whip make it look like it's balding
I'm moving in silence can't frolic
I'm a animal GOAT whatever you call it
Just send me a problem I solve it
Send me a track
I send it back unresponsive
I kill the beat leaving it heartless
Turn the whole stu to the ER like doctor we lost it
Get the paddles like I'm yelling clear
You still in my way you get hit like a deer
All these eyes on me feel weird
This ain't the Deezo that most you all knew from last year
Nah
This one came back from the afterlife
Hungry as shit on the beat wit a appetite
GPS on the way to the money
You prolly won't make it sum wrong wit your satellite
On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in some days
Niggas riding they tryna catch the wave
I woke up today like I got to get paid
Like 42 Dugg and Lil Baby got four pockets full
But got more somewhere up in the safe
Yeah
Back up lil bitch gimme space
Unless you tryna come here and gimme some face
Foot on the gas like the fuck is some brakes
Niggas ain't give me shit had to take
Damn
Deezo wassup wit the hate?
Barely noticed if I'm being frank
Coach status how I'm making plays
By the time niggas seen how we coming
He fumbled the game

On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in some days
Niggas riding they tryna catch the wave
I woke up today like I got to get paid
Like 42 Dugg and Lil Baby got four pockets full
But got more somewhere up in the safe
Yeah
Back up little bitch gimme space
Unless you tryna come here and gimme some face
Foot on the gas like the fuck is some brakes
Niggas ain't give me shit had to take
Damn
Deezo wassup wit the hate?
Barely noticed if I'm being frank
Coach status how I'm making plays
By the time niggas seen how we coming
He fumbled the game
I had to pick up the pace I was jogging
Said he was getting the bag now he stalling
I just been active I'm constantly balling
Call him commentate nigga he only be talking
Remind me of Stephen A. Smith he a analyst
He get the ball J.R. Smith he start panicking
He barely can handle it
Can't deal wit the pressure he froze like a mannequin
I'm taking full strides like Sha'Carri
I chop the top off the whip make it look like it's balding
I'm moving in silence can't frolic
I'm a animal GOAT whatever you call it
Just send me a problem I solve it
Send me a track
I send it back unresponsive
I kill the beat leaving it heartless
Turn the whole stu to the ER like doctor we lost it
Get the paddles like I'm yelling clear
You still in my way you get hit like a deer
All these eyes on me feel weird
This ain't the Deezo that most you all knew from last year
Nah
This one came back from the afterlife
Hungry as shit on the beat wit a appetite
GPS on the way to the money
You prolly won't make it sum wrong wit your satellite
On the way to the money seen niggas caught up to me
I got to pick up the pace
My eyes is bloodshot in the studio working
I ain't been to sleep in some days
Niggas riding they tryna catch the wave
I woke up today like I got to get paid
Like 42 Dugg and Lil Baby got four pockets full
But got more somewhere up in the safe
Yeah
Back up lil bitch gimme space
Unless you tryna come here and gimme some face
Foot on the gas like the fuck is some brakes
Niggas ain't give me shit had to take
Damn
Deezo wassup wit the hate?
Barely noticed if I'm being frank
Coach status how I'm making plays
By the time niggas seen how we coming
He fumbled the game