highway2heaven
Trayvon Alexander
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I'm at it again, I can't let whack niggas win Whether freestyle or I rap with a pen, you can't rap but you ain't got the passion in him It's a habit to win, rap against him, massacre him Can't touch me man I'm bad for ya skin Got a good girl but she bad again I'm active again, bout get it cracking again I ain't never had to pretend He ain't got the crown I ain't pass it to him He ain't never took time to master the pen Do real shit in bars even matter to him? For me, it's mind over matter and sin Demons they always come back for revenge But they gone keep losing so clap when I win Lord I thank you, you opened my eyes to more fakeness I grow impatient by how long this war taking Get sick of waiting so now I'm praying for more patience You made a statement, said you'll never leave or forsake us Faith and not sight, though I pray every night I know damn well what is wrong, but still I can't get it right Nah I can't get it right, I'm just tryna make my way to the light But they want me to quit, they want me to fold They want me to just give em control of my soul I know it's no limits to how high I can go On the highway 2 heaven, I keep my eyes on the road But they want me to quit, they want me to fold They want me to just give em control of my soul I know it's no limits to how high I can go On the highway 2 heaven, I keep my eyes on the road Smart nigga, I ain't near tryna get got See me hanging on the edge with grip locked Youngins in the city thinking they a big shot Cause they sell it by the ounce in a ziplock But that shit stop when his homie flip flop Tryna hit the tip top till his ass get shot And that's the nigga that he rode with Sold dope with, till he told his ass kick rocks That's life though, so I think fast and live life slow You got all direction in life nigga, so it's up to you where yo life go All the shit you talk about hoes but you still might f*ck a few in yo life though Got these niggas like damn that's some real shit Yeah I'm the fucking truth, but that's life though So test me if you wanna, my stress needs marijuana I don't like when people judge so don't address me as your honor They said that he's a monster so it's best for me to conquer If you don't support me now, I guess you'll never be a sponsor But it's all good, all I need is God I know the chances, I'll beat the odds This one hear fo' all the people that Made a nigga walk, when I needed rides look Thanks to you, I always do for myself So now the only I lose is if I lose to myself They want me to quit, they want me to fold They want me to just give em control of my soul I know it's no limits to how high I can go On the highway 2 heaven, I keep my eyes on the road But they want me to quit, they want me to fold They want me to just give em control of my soul I know it's no limits to how high I can go On the highway 2 heaven, I keep my eyes on the road
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