Dashboard versuri

Dashboard lyrics by Chad Armes, JamWayne feat. Clever

Chorus: Clever
I got dirt on my boots, I’m cold and reckless
Hard work in my roots, and gold in my necklace
And the engine is loud, windows are down
Livin’ life fast, careful what you ask for
They say I’ll never last; I pray I’ll never crash
I stay up on the gas, with a pocket full of cash
And a bible on the dashboard

Verse 1: JamWayne
Crash course in the fast lane
Fast forward every day since the third grade
Get money, get paid, what the world say
Maybe It’ll sink in if i let it lay
On the dashboard notice, hear ? pray to Jesus take the wheel
While I try the wheel of fortune for my family’s portion
I’ll be the beast, and bleed the ? to the seats
I’m reachin’ out at this wheel and pray hope heaven I breach
I need help slayin’ these demons, if we gon’ keep em’ in check
You know who breakin’ chains, this disco chain on my neck
Steel toes and bustin’ a move, even with mud on my boots
We hammer down on a ride, that engine growl at the moon

Chorus: Clever
I got dirt on my boots, I’m cold and reckless
Hard work in my roots, and gold in my necklace
And the engine is loud, windows are down
Livin’ life fast, careful what you ask for
They say I’ll never last; I pray I’ll never crash
I stay up on the gas, with a pocket full of cash
And a bible on the dashboard

Verse 2: Chad Armes
Smokin swervin’ through the whip as I be lane changin’
Sick of mediocrity, I’m tired of maintainin’
Don’t mean no barber schools, when I say I stay faded
Fill like I don’ lost my mind, mentally I vacated
Them naysayers, they been praying on my downfall
Try to do right shit, keep goin’ left, bitch I’m a southpaw
Most them suckers fake, I should have left you where I found y’all
Y’all team love to hate, well my team love to let them rounds off
Drinking with the devil, while I’m searching for the holy ghost
Dancing with the devil, yeah, we been doin’ the do-se-do
Foot then on the pedal, hit them bitches with the okie doke
Does it get better, well I’m hoping so

Chorus: Chad Armes
I got dirt on my boots, I’m cold and reckless
Hard work in my roots, and gold in my necklace
And the engine is loud, windows are down
Livin’ life fast, careful what you ask for
They say I’ll never last; I pray I’ll never crash
I stay up on the gas, with a pocket full of cash
And a bible on the dashboard