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Uh that’s right uh here we go uh come on
 
High noon by noon
Pokerface when we meet up straight goon
Trigger happy if I got to got sight
Make

yeaaaaa
Btc you think I gaf who yo cousin is?
Ar15 sweep cuz n nem
Family house was on the 8 not by eminem
It got deep real deep I start swimming witchuuu

Abbreviation R2R i'm on the road to the riches
Man they tell me I'm different
Look!
I seen my mother go through pain since i was seven years old
I'm nineteen

Nah
My cat scratching the fucking floors
I'm scratching the fucking doors
I'm doing shows
But ain't been on the road for a month or more
And in

and behold, roads that you chose, more out of control than a roll of the dice is
So, I'm reminiscing with some G's when I was hustling just to see
How setting

got 7 elevens baby tapped in my flow but that body's a blessing 
Smith and Wesson with a lesson 
The essence of my presence shows that I was destined

Traveler's soul on an empty road
Selling banjos by the load
Spring up here and over there
Hills and peaks thin mountain air
Taking money, leaving

find my soul
Maybe it's in her possession
Teaching me too many lessons
Getting raped by Satan's sister
My dick got all kinds of blisters
Yellow road

thuggin on a daily hustling by my lonely 
Niggas was looking at me crazy when I was out here hungry
Now when they come and ask for favors I ain't got no

at the light  
Hardest thing to keep is trust that lil money shit is light 
But we still gotta get rich these lil niggas just wanna be lit 
I've been hunted by

tongue
Relax, I'm gettin massaged by the massouse
She wouldn't let me gizzo, she wouldn't let me loose
I don't know her she was somebody else
But I was

way, I'll be okay

I been out here just tryna get it
Livin life and I'm tryna win it
Makin sure my fam fitted
Doin it right gets harder by the minute

when I'm down on the ground think Im undertaker by the way that I sit up
It only take seven seconds to get to you and make sure you get beat up
I just

hard to feed her family seven days a week
And that's just what I see from me to you this is a trophy
The story just begun the pages turning as it opens

use to sell dutches in school 
And sip moscato 
Now I’m on screens in stores in Chicago 
I ain’t just happy go lucky 
I take the high road 
I’m really

his teeth out
Saw my family at the courthouse
Had some handcuffs, I couldn't reach out
Little bitty car, got bands in the Fiat
French tip nails, she

pretend that I don’t care about you
When 24/7 everyday from past years
It’s always been you

There would be millions of things ran through my head
Worrying

800-year-old vampire saddened, watching friends and family passing
This sound like 96, upstate grimy kid
Surrounded by seven dead Chinese chicks
In this game,

He drives past a family on their porch, in worn out jeans,
They used to run the diner now they're eating rice and beans
The potholes give him

On the road, yeah, that's where you can find me
I'm rolling up all these doobies, with my family beside me
I keep a couple pre-rolls in case I ever come down

I've been making seven figures if you count the decimal points
Take away a digit and you know what I've got in the bank
Maybe a thousand maybe

Me i was drunk as a pirate
Trying to get back in my zone
Rolling up my last cigarette (rolling up)
On the road i saw a bum
And he was begging me for it

sleeping at John's
Waking up in aisles of 7-Eleven Slurpee shops
Immersing myself in flavors of blue raspberries and black cherries
That grew in poisonous

to war without a vest
Aiming for the head no chest
This is the wild wild west
I'm from San Jo
Putting on for senter road
Don't walk to seven eleven all by