Lyrics:
tick tac's, & call all of my boys out the door
I told the dude that all the games it was digital, driven by cynical, went out for more
Collagen mixing
of course
I'm open the doors, cause you pushed me to force
Love is a sport, the ball's in my court
I won't let you down anymore
wanna get skyed
When your boy lands road, I'll be waiting for him at the door
I heard shh-shh hit him up in the jail house
Had him on all fours
Ah,
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
elated
So now we on the road to L.A. and it was live
till we got to Quincy's and Don Juan to Scooby and them to wait outside
That's when the tension
your dog fuck with me three sixty-five
I'm your dog fuck with me three sixty-five
I'm your dog fuck with me three sixty-five
I wanna live life free like
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
rent it for? (bitch)
Boy you know I’m dropping loads when
I go and swerve the roads
With the rose gold, driving way back to bando
(ayy)
If 12 at the do,
Yeah
Whole heap a rocky road
But this life for me is only moving forward
Step by step
Never give up
No time
Live your life
Live your life
the sun
The rusty shutters rolled down during the three-course lunch break
The fumes of ragù rising up to the sky
'Cause the gods asked for a taste
Those
limo or cement pillows
I'm more armed up then a armadillo
I'm trynna change sumn, by changing the sum
Of the money that my fam make for yearly income
I
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
seen before
Open doors so you know I'm goin'
Back on the road, gone with the wind blows
Packin' the shows, hoes and the nymphos
Platinum and gold,
fence
Down by the old country road
And watch the cars go rushin' by
And disappear like ghosts
Out where the sky meets the amber waves
Yeah I'm a rock in
live life high
I'm guaranteed to turn heads
When I ride by
I'm a ryder
I'm so fly
My dogs ride by
Them hatas want to cry
I'm a ryder
I'm bout
war
One little, two little, three little, four
The wolves are around and we're knocking at your door
I'm given a chance, I'm taking advantage
I lost my bros on the street chale
Boy no trappe We wanna live a good life
Nti daabiaa y3w3 aboten
We searching for the money
Yeah paper wanhw3 medi
never lost
I just ran out of time
Outside the lines
Underneath those Georgia pines
Im limitless by design
The only limit is my mind
And the time that God
just how it goes
Why do friends turn to foes
Live life like I was chose and now im on the road
Cant lie my heart is cold
Been doing better now
Gotta
i was raised to be a victor
And im clutch like a field goal kicker
Judge a kid by his weapon, house ball V
We at the alley haven't seen em in weeks
So
you trying pass me
And I don’t stop for 12 Been 12-0 since last week
Gingerbread, yeah that’s me
I’m always on the road, Like I’m on a high speed
So catch me if you
good song if you're listenin'
It's pretty bitchin'
It's pretty bitchin'
Got a pretty Airstream rollin' down the road
You oughta see the pretty
that I can't ignore
Something deep down telling me there's more
That's when I started asking questions
Reveal to me doors
To the secrets of life
What
Mum's crying to you three days, yeah she didn't
I know I'm getting deep, boy I keep it moving I'm Rios Gho's kid, influenced by the music
Let me take you
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