[Intro] (Harp glissando over soft 808s, stuttering vocal sample: gas… gas… no cruise…) [Verse 1] They whisper in my ear, “Man, you’re moving too quick” But I was born to break the chains, not live inside the myth I feel their gazes on my back like lasers in the night They want me in the rearview, fading from their sight But I don’t press the brake, I don’t shrink to fit the frame I’m the one who lit the match and turned it into flame [Pre-Chorus] Every city’s got a critic with a stop sign in his hand Every ghost of my past wants me buried in the sand But the engine’s always humming, and the tank is full of grace Why am I so unstoppable? I’m winning every race [Chorus] Foot on the gas, no cruise control I don’t need a map, I’m chasing my soul They can stare, they can glare, they can pray I crash I’m already in the future, leaving smoke and ash Foot on the gas, no slowing down I’m building a cathedral in a ghost town Why am I so relentless? Why do I keep rising? Because I’m done with surviving—now I’m realizing [Verse 2] They’d love to see me plateau, stuck in the mud But I’m the one who turned the pressure into blood Every heartbeat is a rhythm, every breath a new page I don’t perform for the crowd, I just exit the cage The more they try to stop me, the more I accelerate I’m a phoenix on the freeway, and I’m never late [Pre-Chorus] Every mirror’s got a doubter, but I shatter every one Every night they wish I’d stumble, but I’m rising with the sun The harps are playing hymns for the boy they said would fall Why am I so guided? I just answer every call [Chorus] Foot on the gas, no cruise control I don’t need a map, I’m chasing my soul They can stare, they can glare, they can pray I crash I’m already in the future, leaving smoke and ash Foot on the gas, no slowing down I’m building a cathedral in a ghost town Why am I so relentless? Why do I keep rising? Because I’m done with surviving—now I’m realizing [Bridge] (Beat breathes, harps swell, delivery turns cool and deliberate) I feel their eyes like heavy chains around my name But I’m the one who made the cage a window frame I’m not running from the pressure, I’m the one who turns the screw Every critic is a footnote in the book I’m writing through So let them watch, let them wonder, let them whisper to the dust I’m the echo in their future saying, “Catch up if you must” [Final Chorus] (Full energy, ad-libs on “gas” and “no cruise”) Foot on the gas, no cruise control I don’t need a map, I’m chasing my soul They can stare, they can glare, they can pray I crash I’m already in the future, leaving smoke and ash Foot on the gas, no slowing down I’m building a cathedral in a ghost town Why am I so relentless? Why do I keep rising? Because I’m done with surviving—now I’m realizing [Outro] (Harp glissando over fading 808s, stuttering vocal sample: no cruise… no cruise… gone…)
