HIT THE ROAD (feat. LeekDot)

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Hit the road, where we goin', shit, might not make it there
Two wrongs don't make a right, yeah, that's right, but take it there
He say life ain't fair, then why the f*ck you playin' fair
She say, baby, you don't care, then why the f*ck I'm standin' here

Hit the road, where we goin', shit, might not make it there
On this journey alone, shit, I might not make it there
My dog fell off the ledge, shit, he might not make it here
If I take it there, nigga, why the f*ck would I play fair

Baby, I just tell the truth, ain't scared to take a dare
Hit the road, I'm tryna make a million, might not make it there
They tell me stay prepared, shit, I always stay prepared
Can't compare me with no nigga, cause he's hatin' niggas weird

And that's all facts, runnin' laps around this bitch, might run for mayor
To tell the truth Leek, I ain't tryna hear what niggas say
Cause when I was on my ass, I had to come out, nigga, make a play
When they was on they ass, I had to come through, nigga save today

Hit the road, where we goin', shit, might not make it there
Two wrongs don't make a right, yeah, that's right, but take it there
He say life ain't fair, then why the f*ck you playin' fair
She say, baby, you don't care, then why the f*ck I'm standin' here

Dolo on this road, so if I f*ck up, it's on me
You ain't gotta worry about me, baby, known to keep it P
My dog on feet, hawk you down a hundred miles, that shit OD
They love you, then they hate you, ayy, you knowin' how that be

On go mode, I got bitches tryna sneak a nigga photo
I got niggas sayin' that we brothers, I don't even know, bro
I be dunkin' all this shit, they be enticin' to the po'-po
She say, where we goin', might not make it there

They lookin' up, they like, ayy, how he make it there
Faded up, dreaded up, plottin' on some blue strips
This shit sticky like we playin' in some used Q-tips
Hit the road, where we goin', shit, might not make it there

Two wrongs don't make a right, yeah, that's right, but take it there
He say life ain't fair, then why the f*ck you playin' fair
She say, baby, you don't care, then why the f*ck I'm standin' here
I don't play around, back when I was jit, I had sticks at the playground

Now a nigga rich, life lit, I got pape now
Yeah, look, this that one bag
Shoot at me, you tweakin' if you think I ain't gon' bust back
Lil' bitch a ten, I guarantee I'm finna f*ck that

Put her on the wall, got her pinned like a thumbtack
Nigga ran off on my mama, he gon' run back

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Written by: Emonte Collins, Leek Dot

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