Lyrics:
I had to let go and let god all them charges Pending in Virginia
I just left Detroit with some drank
But I got to drive thru Virginia
Made a wrong
I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mind
I straddled that greyhound and rode him into Raleigh, and on across Caroline
I had motor
Aw get it on!
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
think he from uptown that work from them Mexicans that car from enterprise
Quick to get me a load and hop on the road cuz I cannot minimize
Verse 1
I
eyes, visualize
Space nine, verbalize
You chastise, but can't stop my enterprise
Put your rhymes in a line
Put your raps in a stack
I'll break you
enterprise
Put your rhymes in a line
Put your raps in a stack
I'll break you and your singer like Jenga
I mean, umm
I spit lightning, on you this tight
Steppin' up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse at war
And your verse at core for what
I just mixed
Virginia with marijuana
And it fucked me up
I just mixed
Emotions with vodka
And now I'm thinking bout you
Oh no
I heard you don't
at core, for what you thought before
Steppin up into a zone you should never explore
The next level or, level of the whole conceptor
When you and I verse
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We had motor
Well, I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound, and rolled in into Raleigh
And all across Carolina
living it
I know I'm just a youngin'
But, girl, I'm in a good groove
Right zone, I just need a year or two
Let me stack this paper
I'ma keep
living it
I know I'm just a youngin'
But, girl, I'm in a good groove
Right zone, I just need a year or two
Let me stack this paper
I'ma keep
Reality of the South is what I rap about
Shit made us famous, we all them hoes yap about
[Chorus] 4x
[Abel]
This a street enterprise, bitch close ya eyes
I said I'd be on
I'd be on
I'd be on
Knew it all along
Cause I put it in my song
I been in that mode
Yeah I'm really in my zone
When I'm on the road
crisis
Georgia, Virginia, South Carolina I love you it wasn't for nothing
Yeah it wasn't for nothing
Yeah it wasn't for nothing (this means everything
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I Straddled that Greyhound,
and rolled in into Raleigh and all across Carolina
Stopped
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I Straddled that Greyhound,
and rolled in into Raleigh and all across Carolina
Stopped
I left my home in norfolk virginia,
California on my mind.
Straddled that greyhound, rode him past raleigh,
On across caroline.
Stopped in
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia, California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, it rode me past Raleigh, and on across Caroline.
Stopped in
zone
Cut your engines, cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten oh nine
Tell the folks
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia,
California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh,
On across Caroline.
Stopped in
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