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and make it out of Broward...
You can check the tag now
The trunk up by the dash, wow
Yea 200 the dash
Yea the whip still paper tagged yea, yea
Bought her

speeding out in Cali like a Mustang, yeah
And I'm late to the late night show
Couple days and we back on road
Fill this pain up with my nose
No escape, I

Nothern wind 

(Verse 1)
Beneath the silver moon, we count the blessings of today,
I don't mind, I choose to stay, exhale the pain, as we stumble

(All I need you are all I ever need)
I hold the pain inside my blood
My vessels bubble everywhere I go
My money gettin' shared in bulk

I'm turning

to think
You've got the strength to endure
The road to freedom has long been painted on the floor
In a shade of light that can be seen by any eye
That

soul to sell
It's about bitches in position to be hoes for real
Stuck in conditions where they kids is on the road to jail

Hell, that's where we dwell

Bloodthirsty hating mother fucker wants to die
Switchblade by my side as I'm rolling 35
It's number 45 hooping' bitch
Northshore shooting' shit
985

a couple of months since I rode with Lil Red
These past few months I've been on the road
Cashing checks, spending time with my shorty
Time ticking by, I'm

Relationships to shit dealin wit some hyprocrites
That ain't life dawg, I'm kickin' back with my wife dawg
We blazing a ounce of good green, we bless by God's

Africa
I stand for your right
And your future
Our economy is been
Mislead by greed
Oh my motherland
Africa
Fight for yourself
And freedom
So children might

Walking along the road, one with many memories, bearing my large load, who carries them with me,
always stuck in a loop, one of constant grief,

of the doors closed
I can't be found guilty by any lost souls
The ones who lost hope, feel the pain in your torso
The fears keep you scared, signals showing like

a gander
Metaphorically was blind and then Christ handed a lantern
They say God has a plan at least the words from my pastor
Gotta say I'm sick of pain I’m

real quick
A blink and then it’s all she wrote
A theme that follows me as my story goes
Down dark roads the youngest of three
From across the street
Hard

feel when the Heart breaks
I'm surrounded by the people that Would not play
Fuck the feeling when the women See your cards play
Hopping God, he can see

it quits
Ha
Jiggy nigga on the road
Not a stripper by the pole
Shit get busy let it go
Facts
Shit get frisky when it's cold
If it's iffy iffy let me

but I still get taught
Hit that lick and we don't get caught
Down dirt roads when we ran from the opp
I ain't no plane, but we still took off
And that's

foreigner
Blinded by this Morden world Vuka Darkie life is what you make of it
I've been meditating
Soul is levitating
Vibrations on another dimension

you think you would take to escape
I've been layin' low in the range on the road all day
These bars concrete, I'm really a poet today

Mmm, butter

be by yo side
Hold you close, I'll pull you closer when you teary eyed
I hug you, when yo life turn on the deep end
I love you, so when I say it girl I

I've been on the road
Chasing big dreams
I hope they know
This one no be news
No be 10 o'clock news
I no dey lazy my guy
I dey work so hard on God
E

the pain I been stuck in a daze
By the end of this I'm bout to end up in a coffin
Girl you got the key to my heart like a fuckin' lock pick
You really got me

never boasting
I been learning more about you even by the ocean
Little things I never saw but I now I zone in
Poker face is never possible, I'm always

I'll die on this road before turning back
Lets Go!
It's the first hill I'll die on
It's the first hill I'll die on
It's the first hill I'll die