TMH - Criminal Drive

Oh.
I move through the night.
No signal, no guide.
Headlights cut short
Through shadows. I ride.
No pass in my sight.
Just lines on the road.
I silence the noise.
I carry a coke.
They talk about rope. I don't relate.
I build my own. I don't hesitate.
Every turn clean. No fear in the drive.
No second thought.
I'm built to survive.
Criminal drive.
No breaks, no delay.
I don't look back.
I fade into
My own drive.
No fear in my mind.
I move
Through the dark like
My own drive.
No lie, no just engine
Focusing nothing.
I move through the dark like a
Bring his heart.
I still stay aligned.
No emotion left.
Just stay to mind.
Engine speaks.
I follow the tone.
Every move like I'm fully in zone.
They chase control.
I became speed.
I don't chase anything.
I just leave.
No crowd, no noise,
No need to prove, just
Cold execution in every move.
No pain, no exit,
Only emotion.
Criminal drive for bottle—
No fear in my hands.
No need to pretend.
Criminal drive
Every lane.
No breaks in my soul.
Just pressure and flame.
Heat up
Here.