The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
You can sit down and quit or you can get up and get it
I know what it's like to be in a rut and I'll admit it
But today I woke up with somethin' to say so I'ma spit it
What's the point of havin' life if you ain't willing to live it
Ain't a damn thing weighing you down except you
And it's a damn shame, you playin' out that excuse
If you can't hang, maybe it's time to except truth
But you can't blame the game if it ain't blessed you
You were given the tools within you, but don't choose
Like your car havin' cruise control that you won't use
You let the blues, issues, bad news hinder you
Into a boo hoo state, permanent like tattoos FUCK THAT
Jump in the driver seat like where the clutch at
There's only one life to lead and holdin' the key's a must have
Trust that I need my space and there ain't enough back there
So I'ma throw it in gear, steer toward the UP path
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Yeah bitch I'm cartel crazy Tuco or Hector Salamanca
Cheechin' quarter pounders like im Chong or Pedro DePacas
Put pesos up in my pockets and food on my bitches plate
You pissed cuz you'll never rock it you rude and you bitches hate
The games in a Stitches state so critical to existence
But its MAFIA MUZIK ho the pinnacle of resistance
So cynical wit persistence shit little over a year
Now Im bout to watch em sizzle the griddle over to sear
Yeah the music is washed up fiddle over the pier
But im standing on higher ground my future is looking clear
Like a new plateau and im the man on the frontier
Challenge anyone to a duel thats how you confront fear
Tires squealing and engines roaring thats what u cunts hear
Plus vibrations of the bass and the sound of the runts cheer
Got my shit supercharged you get charred if you stunt here
5.0 in the front and a Posi-Track in the rear SKRRRT
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Pony the Incredible - In the Red (feat. Joe Dub) Lyrics
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The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
You can sit down and quit or you can get up and get it
I know what it's like to be in a rut and I'll admit it
But today I woke up with somethin' to say so I'ma spit it
What's the point of havin' life if you ain't willing to live it
Ain't a damn thing weighing you down except you
And it's a damn shame, you playin' out that excuse
If you can't hang, maybe it's time to except truth
But you can't blame the game if it ain't blessed you
You were given the tools within you, but don't choose
Like your car havin' cruise control that you won't use
You let the blues, issues, bad news hinder you
Into a boo hoo state, permanent like tattoos FUCK THAT
Jump in the driver seat like where the clutch at
There's only one life to lead and holdin' the key's a must have
Trust that I need my space and there ain't enough back there
So I'ma throw it in gear, steer toward the UP path
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Yeah bitch I'm cartel crazy Tuco or Hector Salamanca
Cheechin' quarter pounders like im Chong or Pedro DePacas
Put pesos up in my pockets and food on my bitches plate
You pissed cuz you'll never rock it you rude and you bitches hate
The games in a Stitches state so critical to existence
But its MAFIA MUZIK ho the pinnacle of resistance
So cynical wit persistence shit little over a year
Now Im bout to watch em sizzle the griddle over to sear
Yeah the music is washed up fiddle over the pier
But im standing on higher ground my future is looking clear
Like a new plateau and im the man on the frontier
Challenge anyone to a duel thats how you confront fear
Tires squealing and engines roaring thats what u cunts hear
Plus vibrations of the bass and the sound of the runts cheer
Got my shit supercharged you get charred if you stunt here
5.0 in the front and a Posi-Track in the rear SKRRRT
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
You can sit down and quit or you can get up and get it
I know what it's like to be in a rut and I'll admit it
But today I woke up with somethin' to say so I'ma spit it
What's the point of havin' life if you ain't willing to live it
Ain't a damn thing weighing you down except you
And it's a damn shame, you playin' out that excuse
If you can't hang, maybe it's time to except truth
But you can't blame the game if it ain't blessed you
You were given the tools within you, but don't choose
Like your car havin' cruise control that you won't use
You let the blues, issues, bad news hinder you
Into a boo hoo state, permanent like tattoos FUCK THAT
Jump in the driver seat like where the clutch at
There's only one life to lead and holdin' the key's a must have
Trust that I need my space and there ain't enough back there
So I'ma throw it in gear, steer toward the UP path
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Yeah bitch I'm cartel crazy Tuco or Hector Salamanca
Cheechin' quarter pounders like im Chong or Pedro DePacas
Put pesos up in my pockets and food on my bitches plate
You pissed cuz you'll never rock it you rude and you bitches hate
The games in a Stitches state so critical to existence
But its MAFIA MUZIK ho the pinnacle of resistance
So cynical wit persistence shit little over a year
Now Im bout to watch em sizzle the griddle over to sear
Yeah the music is washed up fiddle over the pier
But im standing on higher ground my future is looking clear
Like a new plateau and im the man on the frontier
Challenge anyone to a duel thats how you confront fear
Tires squealing and engines roaring thats what u cunts hear
Plus vibrations of the bass and the sound of the runts cheer
Got my shit supercharged you get charred if you stunt here
5.0 in the front and a Posi-Track in the rear SKRRRT
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down yet cuz it ain't over til it's over and there's no outlet
Writer: Joe Dub, Josh Houchin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid