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the gains Brother
I offer you great pleasure in finding yourself

Hit the road jack 
You set the bar low
Gotta whole stack of the flows
You already know whats

Jack up the shot we make Jill
No more timeouts imma kneel
Got apple watch I gotta peel
Ashing your blunt you a Pokemon
I post on my story they hit me up

the road
I told you I’m not a rapper, I’m an artist
Follow your heart boy, get it started
Got me a Bentley coupe, and it’s modded
My eyes can see the truth,

different now
Beneath the moonlight wave we crash
The homey hit me like
Stella got her groove back, who that
Ain't no new Jack for you i'd beat a nigga blue

a broke down car
They gonna need a jack
2 tons of crap getting lifted up
By a load of sorry kids and gullible screw-ups
Yeah I learned my lesson
Yeah I

An don’t address me by my government
Unless dem commas come in front of it
Only fam is who I’m runnin wit
Ain’t nun new about my circle bitch
Same dawgs an I

In the past I've found it hard
But today you've carved the last damn scar
I'm not some oblivious bard
Go hit the road by foot or car

I'll help you

much trouble
We smashed down the fourth wall
Just hit the road don't think at all

Guess I'll resort to dwelling
Post up and stare at the TV
Jammin' with

Perfect time for a good surprise
Move on and moved you from my life
Please sign on the dotted line
Hit the road for the millionth time time time time

Jack

sold dog food weed xan's no coke
Molly's like jolly's had perch on the low
Bag up sealed up all type of packets sold
Always had a bag by the time I get

Where to start at
Walking out
Back of the bar
On the road
Where the tires at
Leave em on blocks
Like ya breaking up
A car Jack
Ugh
Where the stars

you might grow
Intrigued by the sounds
That hit like

Too heavy, i'm all yours
Like $270, need you 8
Like 2 chevys
Deepen your arch
If you let me
You

Tryna live like Sosa in Dubai
I ain't gotta sell coca to be fly
Got next like a bowtie on a guy
Drove by in a 5 two dimes in the car
Seventy outside,

Hippie


I'm bringing hippie back 
hit the road jack 
drag him by his long hair baby 

He got them torn jeans 
he got them leather boots 
he dreams

I

Petey Pablo

Diary of a Sinner: 1st Entry [Clean]

2001

hit em they different broads, da-dunna-dunna
Now why'all ain't ready
I'm the jumping in the Jumping Jack Flash
You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin'

brain, like a bad hoe
Jake's ask who done it, jack jones
New chromes like a new phone
Cus my donny rank it out like a ringtone
You ain't never been in beef

(Skrr, Skrr)
Back door sneakin' gotta go (yeah)
I been ducking 'hind the window (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Feelin' like jack, gotta hit the road

Hell I guess I'm to blame
Should've known that high school love don't last
Never thought I'd see the day
You'd hit the door and pack up all your bags

Cmon
She just want another drank
Give me yo ID and social
And let's go make a bank
I'm still slappin' for the Jacks and I Ain't usin' blanks
And I'm

moving slow
I went thru shit that you don't know
I had to go and hit the road
Like how the fuck is that I cannot cap on how I'm moving bro
We cut the scene

the road, Jack

on the road like Jack, I'm like a nomad strapped
With verbal ammunition, called the truth, no suspicion in my booth
Because we all real, why? Cause we all feel

Jack to my right
Brand new drip from rodeo drive 
They dance to the beat when I play live

They all freak out when I drive by 

I just wanna make music

One indiscretion and I'm telling you hit the road Jack 

(Chorus)

Bridge
So much water under the bridge it seems
Grievances and crazy schemes
Hard