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letra de no brake pads - pmac

[chorus: lil wayne, speak easy]
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas (yeah)
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop (look)
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
[verse 1: speak easy]
pace set like in the fast lane (lane)
type of track but the beat so slow that i might just overlap it
and the sky’s overcast, i can see from over here
from the shade that the give me and the sh-t i overhear
but i’m way over haters
they all just overrated
all they do is slow me down but i’m boutta overtake ’em (overtake ’em)
i don’t pay ’em attention (nah)
their mother’s overpay’ ’em (uh-huh)
and they go overboard once they see we goin’ hard (goin’ hard)
uh, i’m so hot, i might overheat (overheat)
so i flow over beats
’til i’m in hova’s seat (yeah)
the flow is cold and freezes
below zero degrees
so i’m spittin’ waves (waves)
’til i’m overseas (’til i’m overseas)
they know it’s rollin beats (yeah)
they see us overdrive
he’s working overtime (‘time)
and blowing overnight (‘night)
they know he’s too fly (fly)
they hope his plane lands (lands)
with no landing gear, and no brake pads (nah)
uh
[chorus: lil wayne]
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)

[verse 2: speak easy]
look
i’m livin’ in the moment
time’s passin’ by and i don’t even seem to notice (nah)
girls looking pretty (pretty)
the streetlights’ glowing, i enjoy how i’m living
i don’t think i’ll ever slow
down
and i’m constantly high
i’m posted on the ceiling like “where the h-ll am i?”
it’s been one h-ll of ride
so why would i subdue?
stop is not an option
and brake, i never do
yeah, i know i’m still young (young)
and life’s a crash course, so i’m moving fast forward
foot on the pedal, straight gassin’, floor it
cash is the motive
and dammit, i’m for it
i’m reaching for my gold (gold)
but even once i get it, i doubt i’ll ever stop, boy
know the defitinion
i swear you better listen
’cause even at the top, b-tch, you can’t stop me
[chorus: lil wayne]
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)

[verse 3: speak easy]
where i am (i am)
i be surprised if you see me
believe me
i bet you in the future you gon’ see me
on the throne
made of gold
and probably all on yo’ tv
’cause i’m coming for the world and i ain’t even in 3d
i’m pr-ne to be leading
the type of guy to make it
ain’t n0body fakin’
these rakers, they gon’ be brakin’
if you think that i’m a ten, then you must got me mistaken
’cause i’m going for eleven like i want some information
and radio stations
see they can keep the hype
we gon’ make it to the sky without a delayed flight
in sight
it’s alright if your flight still grounded
you can stay down to earth while i surround it (’round it)
and i’m seeing it past
life’s a racetrack and i’m goin’ through it fast
see me sleepin’ on the wheel, tryna make it last
don’t wake me up, my foot sleepin’ on the
gas

[chorus: lil wayne]
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)
my foot’s sleepin’ on the gas
n-no brake pads, no such thing as last (last)
i-i-i will never stop
hopped up in my car and told my chauffeur, “to the top” (top)

[verse 4: pmac]
i turn the beat up ’til i can’t think where i’m goin’
all i know is i ain’t stoppin’
i don’t have a destination
my direction’s to the top
and tell them coppers
if you catch him, you won’t stop him
they just listen to the music, they ask when my album dropping
can’t see the focus right
feel like a celebrity overnight
aim for the rise, better hold on tight
better brace yourself like an overbite
k!lling any rapper on an open mic
so they never even really tryna see me out
i work too hard for these no-names dudes to come around and not tryna feel me out
i gotta slow down
i just need time to breathe
sometimes i feel like purple is exactly what i need
or maybe it’s the green
maybe i just want the paper
so i’m headed to the top
and replacement for the vapor
now this is my high
and i don’t do no drugs
recognize me in your city, probably ’cause of the buzz
i used to want it all, and now i want it more
i hope the world is ready for what i’m having in store
in store

- pmac

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