Xo Tour Llif3
Driveways Lyrics


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I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you shoulda never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
I said: "Baby, I am not afraid to die."
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
Phantom that's all red, inside all white
Like somethin' you ride a sled down, I just want that
My Brittany got mad, I'm barely her man now
Everybody got the same now
Watch the way I tear it down
Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
All the way 'til my bands fallin' over
Every time you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like, "Come on over!"
I like the way she treat me
Gon' leave you, won't leave me, I call it that Casanova
She say I'm insane, yeah
I might blow my brain out
Xanny, help the pain, yeah
Please, Xanny, make it go away
I'm committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me
All the pain, now I can't feel it
I swear that it's slowin' me, yeah
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you shoulda never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
I said: "Baby, I am not afraid to die."
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, yeah
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead, yeah
That is not your, I swear you fake hard
Motherfuckers wanna take my cadence
Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em
Medicine, lil' always, take some
Fast car, NASCAR, race on 'em
In the club, ain't got no ones, then we would beg them
Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes
You is not a G though
Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though
I was countin' that and these all twenties, that's a G-roll
She say: "You're the worst, you're the worst."
I cannot die because this my universe

I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you shoulda never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said: "Baby, I am not afraid to die."
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge




All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to XO Tour Llif3 by Driveways reflect on the emotional turmoil of the artist, expressing sentiments of despair, drug dependency, and suicidal thoughts. The song begins with him stating that he doesn't care if his partner cries, as they should never have lied to him. He reflects on a past relationship, recalling the way she looked him in his eyes, and he declares that he's not afraid to die. The artist then repeats the phrase "Push me to the edge" multiple times, suggesting that he's at a breaking point and that he can't take it anymore. His friends are all dead, indicating that he's alone in his struggles and that he's the only one who truly understands the pain that he's experiencing.


The artist references drugs throughout the song, specifically mentioning Xanax (Xanny) and how it helps him cope with the pain. He acknowledges that he's committed to his drug dependency, saying that it has control of him, and he can't help but continue using. Despite acknowledging the negative impact it's having on his life, he claims that he can't feel the pain anymore, suggesting that he's numb to the world and the emotions he used to feel.


Overall, XO Tour Llif3 is a reflection on mental health and how difficult it can be to cope with overwhelming emotions. The song draws attention to the struggles of drug dependency and suicidal thoughts and how they can completely consume a person's life. The repetition of the phrase "Push me to the edge" demonstrates the feeling of being on the brink of collapse and how it may take only one push to send someone over the edge.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't really care if you cry
Your emotions don't affect me


On the real, you shoulda never lied
You shouldn't have been deceptive


Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
I could tell she was being truthful


I said: "Baby, I am not afraid to die."
I'm fearless


Push me to the edge
You're pushing me to my limit


All my friends are dead
I'm alone and my friends are gone


Phantom that's all red, inside all white
The car I want is red with white interior


Like somethin' you ride a sled down, I just want that
It's a luxury car I really desire


My Brittany got mad, I'm barely her man now
My girlfriend is angry and we're barely together


Everybody got the same now
Everyone has what was once unique


Watch the way I tear it down
Look at how I dominate


Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
I'm making lots of money


All the way 'til my bands fallin' over
I'm so wealthy my money is overflowing


Every time you leave your spot
Whenever you go out


Your girlfriend call me like, "Come on over!"
She wants me to come over when you're not there


I like the way she treat me
I enjoy how she treats me


Gon' leave you, won't leave me, I call it that Casanova
She'll leave you for me, that's how smooth I am


She say I'm insane, yeah
She thinks I'm crazy


I might blow my brain out
I'm considering suicide


Xanny, help the pain, yeah
I use drugs to cope with the pain


Please, Xanny, make it go away
I want the drugs to make me not feel anything


I'm committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me
I think I can stop using drugs, but they have a hold on me


All the pain, now I can't feel it
The drugs numb my emotional pain


I swear that it's slowin' me, yeah
The drugs are affecting me negatively


That is not your, I swear you fake hard
You're pretending like you have something you don't


Motherfuckers wanna take my cadence
People are trying to copy my style


Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em
I'll dominate and crush my rivals


Medicine, lil' always, take some
I use drugs to cure what ails me


Fast car, NASCAR, race on 'em
I'll race anyone with my fast car


In the club, ain't got no ones, then we would beg them
When we're in the club, if we don't have any money, we beg for it


Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes
I buy expensive clothes from other countries with hundred-dollar bills


You is not a G though
You're not a gangster like me


Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though
I see you counting your money, but it's all just dollar bills


I was countin' that and these all twenties, that's a G-roll
I count my money in rolls of one-thousand dollars


She say: "You're the worst, you're the worst."
She thinks I'm the worst kind of person


I cannot die because this my universe
I'm so influential in my world that my death would be catastrophic




Writer(s): Bryan Simmons, Symere Woods, John Wesley Lucas

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