Lyrics:
(facts)
Heard a lot about me
You ain't never heard that I told nothing (facts)
If I'm hungry I go hunting, I ain't doing no go funding
In the afties
gan-an Ọlọhun, uhhn
Find me I dey Cali'
Free road see no traffic
2 girls for my backseat
We dey go my house mo fe ṣaye
Sweet life bi ti maggi
She
the Bentley with figures, then walk in the strip club
They can't put the ones down
Nigga, tell the whole club that I Glock
Shot for shot, I'ma air at your
you're tryin' your hardest to get by
Yeah, I could see it in your eyes (oh, I)
I could see it in (I could see it in)
We The Best Music
'Cause I can
Free game, man, you know?
What you mean "free game"?
Free game for the F, man, for the free
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
I used to sit back,
up
Used to living free as a bird, but now I'm laid up
Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on
How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?
She ride
6x9 and counting down in one after the other
They'll go running up and down the road, angry as their mothers
Over senseless acts of selfishness
miles down, about a hundred more to go
I'm steady rollin'
Yeah, there's one thing I know
Middle of the night and I'm makin good time
Sweet mama
I be
I'm out my top, ain't got no mind
Nigga, I'm killin' these niggas for free
Got a yellow beer out of green cherry
Suck dick like Karen Stephan
full, I'm in my mood
Ready to road rage in a Rolls (ayy)
Ready to road rage in a Rolls to go hit your ho
Bitch, leave me alone when I'm home and I
like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L, if you disagree
Don't even look at me ho, don't pass go just go
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
They got a ranch they call
Number fifty-one
Can't see it all
'less your flying by
Just sitting
one life, tonight we're running all the lights
Trying to break free, like a runaway ay ay ay ay ay
The road below our wheels, all that we fought
with me
It got so crowded on the road I started driving in the sand
My head was feeling scared but my heart was feeling free
The desert turned
packed and I'm loadin' my truck to go meet the crew
And I'm excited to get on the road, already one foot out the door
Turn around and it's my daughter,
I got a million flows, I can go silly with those
I got a pocket rocket
Down to cock and chop and pop a nigga that really impose
Niggas that's wit
and I'm headed down south
In the rearview I see my home
Free to roam, just one place to go
Take it Easy on the radio
Not afraid of the great unknown
Not
Grandma grave, oh
Be lovin' so easy
Can't let these bitches take my soul
(My soul) i pray for my sons like
Every day down the road
And I'm not givin' time
dance to it
Whoop, whoop
Throw up ya hands to it
Go 'head, call them cops (c'mon)
Girl, what's it gon' take to have you close to me?
Right by my
as it stands I don't wanna go back again
No
'Cause If I go right back I'm a find myself
An empty bottle by my bed
And the blackout helps only long
Yeah, this record's for my baby, my baby boo
I know I'm always on the road, I'm always gone
And you say I'll never make records for you no more
Well
and a t-shirt, god fearing down to earth,
Cowgirl
I'm into old rock n roll
Life on a dirt road
Staying young, and picking this guitar
I'm rough around
dance to it
Whoop, whoop
Throw up ya hands to it
Go 'head, call them cops (c'mon)
Girl, what's it gon' take to have you close to me?
Right by my
I am walking at a steady pace - going down the road
Feeling easy, since I dropped that heavy, old load
I´m a-walking in the gravel with an open easy
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