Lyrics:
you can't catch
Your brain ain't your main flex, G Regardless I been fire
My Lyrics are loud neighbors; It's hard to forget when you live by them
Got my
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
will we catch up to the other developed nations?
For too long America hasn't lived up to her own expectations
And today I look at the half-mast flag by
sound like a captain that came out to drown
I follow my road and Lord only knows where it will take me
Unless it's for family, codees or planes G
I
been working on my flow
Put that work in by my lonely, do this shit all on my own
I been locked inside the stu, I don't got nowhere else to go
Told my
that it's on
[Chorus]
For better or for worse
Sometimes I make you sick, and you get on my nerves
Make it work
I ain't goin' nowhere, and I give you my
bitch Im in Chrome Heart Tags
The Rags&Bones bitch I just came from the rags
Salvatore Ferragamo by my abs
Me llamo Lil' Nato if you ever ask
Chanel for
by
Cause if it dies then it will fail to preserve precious life
A young fool drags a deathwish across a gravel road to nowhere
No one tries to stop
I don’t have nowhere to go
Except for here on the road
We’re playing all of these shows
But we still do not grow
I’m gonna put on smile
And imma keep
in this nowhere town
Just driving down an old
Two lane road
Two lane road
There's not another exit for seven miles
Gives me a little more time to see
nowhere left to go
Black hole
And it's coming for my soul
Black hole
And I don't know what to do
Black hole
And I'm through, I'm through!
Toiling
I walk through the day
Through the open fields
I walk to my truck
To my truck and drive away
To the road
Through the broken roads, trusty road
it, I need it, yeah
Yeah, she turns me on
Alright, hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
Now that I'm on the road again
see it in their eye when they try to lie
If you the bullet-hole-in-a-stop-sign kind
Then I'm right there wit'cha, put your drinks up high
For my country
And we're trying to make millions, man I put that on my honours
You should know by now
We did it, we winning, and I ain't nowhere near finished
No, no
You
as Rick Flair yellin'
Your favorite rapper nowhere near felon
The industry not ready for a nigga like Pap
Speak my mind, can't shit hold me back
Real Rx
Carryin' a heavy load
Didn't see it comin'
Hell on wheels
Nowhere to go
The gravel and the grit of my past
Trailing in the rearview mirror
The only
signs
Bullets comin' through the windows and the walls
That's on the set, all my niggas on call
Don't pray for me, pray for them niggas
Menace
The nights grow cold
My search for gold is leading nowhere
Whichever lonely road I take
It seems to go nowhere
It's a fight to survive just until
Mmmm
Waking up all frightened on another April night, that you're gone
But I'm reminded by the pillow to my right you lay on
It's just another dream
I'm gonna lose my mind
So if you read about me, tell her she's the one to blame, oh yes
You gotta keep on goin' on that road to nowhere
Gotta keep
too small to even have a name, oh yes
But you gotta keep on goin', on that road to nowhere
Gotta keep on goin', though there's no one to care
Just keep
intention
Taken by the sign
Make it outta line
You know the road to nowhere
Is paved with good intentions
Come on and spark some hope
And baby grind my gear
on the road
I hope them bullets allow me to make it home
Cause if I don't I'ma leave my momma outcha' all alone
I know I said that ah thousand times, but I can
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