Lyrics:
anything
To bring you down
It's a long long road ahead of you
And not one word he said is true
So grab that fucking devil by the horns
And throw him
Late one
I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours, you're just gentle on my mind
right now cause the gang on fye
Let the rain hit your skin
She closing that door, and won't talk about shit
And I fucked up the day I let you in
I'm like
sittin' on stuck
Drop down to the ground, with them big sounds
Four twelves in the back, 'til the windshield cracks
Like that, with a fat bass track
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
Something super liminal at minimal
I'm maximum but minimize the miniscule
Serious as cereal that's been dripped
On by the milky way
My color is my complex so
Unstoppable flows, immovable woes
Invisible roads, kick in the door
Waving the .44, nigga fuck popo
I don't need a beat by Sarz
To tell y'all
(Chorus)
J's at my door, I got money on the floor (repeat 3x)
I'm a million dollar nigga on the muthafuckin low
I got money on the floor (repeat 8x)
[Rich Nice]
The following previews have been approved for all audiences
by the Committee For Audiovisual Sound
*sounds of traffic*
On the mean
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
ya role, by the way tuck ya gold
And you and your mic can ease on down the road
Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one
Shootin' in
Talent show won gold singing "End of the Road"
Can't get it by me
Mike Schmidt, hot corner, don't even try me
Macho Man will snap on ya
Like a Goonie I was
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
I'm like based god, call me Lil KB
Jump on the track like bang bang bang
This that 3am on a bender
Tune came on and we sang sang sang
I took a jump bet
hear you
I'm hearing all your Colours
Until the night is over
My heart stitched to the beat
The footprints in the snow when
Three roads lay down for me
The dog's asleep
By the back door screen
In a sunbeam streaming
I can tell he's dreaming
Some old movie on
I got the sound turned down
So I can hear
shoes
With the Rollie going bowling for the old school
I need more for the Michaels
That's a loss for the class, and a score for the rifles
Three hots
of shooters on the pay roll
Hold up Scooter
I got shooters
You got a shooters?
Aye man what?
Get it down by that fresh man, you're sitting by
enough for us, we don't coincide
3 Different doors, choose your own fate
First ones death, don't go inside
Captivated by the grind, I'm a slave to it
Kill
We dreamed about it all our lives
Every time that one would pass us by
We did a little math
Figured we could put down half
We dreamed about it all
solo on the track like nascar
I’m riding solo down the road
I am all alone
Cause of you
Look at all the thing that you
Look at all the things that you
the door
Grandmama I feel so lonely
My rapture's painted on the floor
The roads lead all to Jacob's kitchen
I'm sitting moon eyed at the table
Sitting
of the buck ting when I bucked in
And in the jaw right where I bucked in
Don't really care if you go to gym
Get put down by the lead like drawing
To kick
video
I'm in one of my three luxury apartments eatin Raisin Bran cereal
While you front low, I take my bike ride down to Wells Fargo
How long is it
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