This track is a powerful commentary on the harsh realities of street life and the struggle to escape them. Denzel Curry talks about his journey from poverty to wealth, but also highlights the constant fear of losing it all. He underscores the importance of financial stability before engaging in any form of conflict, metaphorically referred to as 'war'. The song also reflects on the tragic loss of young lives in violent environments, with Curry expressing his determination to live past 24, an age his friend couldn't reach. The repeated pleas for divine intervention indicate a desire for peace amid chaos and violence. #StreetLife #Struggle #Survival #DivineIntervention
SPEEDBOAT
Lyrics
I went from sticking pennies in the jar
To offshore bank accounts
See me and my conglomerates is lucrative
I'm talking big money, big chains, big guns nigga, more power
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Put a red beam to your head like Arby's
Either go to school, go to jail or the army
Keep a close eye on the things tryna harm me
Warn me if anybody try to swarm me (uh)
Invest in a rock and a Rottweiler
Pile up hella stacks when the bills pile up
Dollar, it's the only way to get the style up
Riled up 'cause you motherfuckers used the dial up
My dawg is gone and the result is to have my teflon
Christian Dior and the fashion beyond
Talking Polo, call me Polow da Don
Throw some d's on the thong
I got hella keys in the phone
I put hella G's in the vault
It took only three to assault (damn)
Jesus, please deliver us from evil
Please pray over all my people
What you see in life's illegal
I don't wanna use my desert eagle
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Pouring out scotch
Gas, all in my brain, it fumigating my thoughts
Thinking 'bout intricate plots
To get out the hood, that's when I started to jot
not given the opportunity to let the Devil ruin me (no)
Even though the jewelry froze, ice cubes get depot
Word on the street, everything heat
Everything hot boy, Texas Pete
Pulled up in a Lexus and a Jeep
All black, no tag, time for the sweep
Too many guns, too many sons
Lost in the river of blood in these streets
Master of none, pastors and nuns
Let's bow our heads for the ceremony
Jesus, please deliver us from evil
Please pray over all my people
What you see in life's illegal
I don't wanna use my desert eagle
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Big talk, speedboat (speedboat)
Pray to God, I don't get repo'd (repo'd)
Didn't go to college for a free throw (swish)
People getting killed through the peep hole (bah!)
Have your money up before you go to war (hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (hmm)
My dawg didn't make it to twenty-one, so I gotta make it past twenty-four
Fo', fo', fo'
Fo', fo', fo'
Fo', fo', fo'
Writer(s): Denzel Rae Don Curry, Rahj Rugah
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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