Slow It Down

Yeah…

Used to pray for a lane, now the lane feel borrowed

Windows down, heart racin’, tryna frame tomorrow

Slow it down, 35 on a 65

Arm out the window, let the whole world slide

Phone up, tryna catch what zero to hero provide

From ghost in the city to God in the headlights, ayy

Slow it down, let the moment breathe (breathe)

This the part they don’t post, the part they don’t see (nah)

From dirt to the marble, still flinch when it gleam

Hold the camera steady, tryna film what I mean

Used to count change for gas, now the tank stay full

Still check the rearview like somebody gon’ pull

Old me in the back seat, silent, lookin’ small

New me got the wheel but don’t recognize the call

Mama said “boy you made it”, I ain’t know what to say

’Cause the mirror show a king, but the chest feel gray

Every W got a scar that the flash never catch

So I ride slow on purpose, tryna make peace with the stretch

Slow it down, 35 on a 65

Arm out the window, let the whole world slide

Phone up, tryna catch what zero to hero provide

From ghost in the city to God in the headlights, ayy

Slow it down, let the moment breathe (breathe)

This the part they don’t post, the part they don’t see (nah)

From dirt to the marble, still flinch when it gleam

Hold the camera steady, tryna film what I mean

Sunset bleeding orange, paint the dashboard gold

Every frame I shoot feel like a lie I told

’Cause the come-up cinematic, but the pain stay raw

They see the montage, never see the floor

Friends turned to followers, family turned to likes

Still hit the same whip through the same damn nights

Tryna capture lightning in a four-minute clip

But the real glow-up quiet—ain’t no sound for this shit

I slowed down on purpose…

’Cause runnin’ too fast make the miracle blur

I just want one clean take where the kid in me heard

That we did it, we really did it…

Even if the footage shaky, even if the light flicker

Even if I never post it

At least I lived it

Slow it down, 35 on a 65

Arm out the window, watch the whole life slide

Phone still rollin’, tryna trap what survived

Zero to hero, but the hero still cry, ayy

Slow it down… let the moment bleed

This the footage only God and the rearview see

From nothing to somethin’, still learning to be

Hold the camera out the window… tryna set me free

Yeah…

Frame by frame…

We still here.

Slow motion forever.

Ride safe.