On the Road
Gingi
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Yeah Yeah Yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home Yeah Yeah Yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home As soon as I spark this you getting lifted Roll up another sitting on stars Rolled another for my brother tryna hit this Smoking good f*ck a marijuana prescription Keys in the ignition I shouldn't be driving I'm nearly closing my eyelids Hennessy vision while cruising over the skyway Reaching for the top and Ima do it the right way No other way to prove it so I'm doing it my way You got something to say but never say it to my face Toke another eighth you never been this high baby So damn high man nothing been on my mind lately Catching me sky gazing Yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home Yeah Riding through my city damn I feel amazing I'm keeping lit blazing You see this paper chasing Pull up to the crib to snatch the pack and back out You couldn't understand what I be talking about But that's aight continue making this cash Skirt the whip as I dash Calculator app is going lag from doing the math I'll catch you later fucking haters gotta go get a bag Hope you don't too mad Hope you don't get offended Spank the ass when I'm in it I like illegally tented but then the fed get suspicious But that won't stop from nothing You try to rob me I'm busting I get so tired of hustling but I be loving them hunnids You steady talking that rubbish so that's the end of discussion I'm fucking done with the loving don't think I'm ever recovering Yeah Love a blast from the past but it hurts when you crash I've been getting more cash and it help me relax Can't forget about the thrax I've been smoking on that Yeah Ay I been smoking on that Thrax Yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home Yeah Yeah Ay ay yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home Yeah Yeah Yeah I been on the road I don't know if I'm ever coming home Yeah Baby playing she be reaching through my dungarees Tryna find my fucking keys Pockets full of cheddar cheese And you know I'm finna get it if she on her knees Girl you know I'm finna get it while I'm smoking trees Man people jealous of this life I live Well that's the price I guess I guess they might expect A lil handout Yeah they be walking around Talking shit out they mouth Cause I'm the man now Suckas wanna ask me how I'm making a bag Or how my shit is so rad Say It's easy boy I don't mean to brag I try to live at the top sitting while spitting writtens Say you living you not cause you ain't seen the vision Hunnid missed calls on the xs max Always doing the maximum Loud pack taxing em Andrew Jackson meet Benjamin Franklin Backwood stanking got like three different strains in I got what you craving
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