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jet to Soho
Close up,
Don't know where I been, but I know where to go, though
Grown old,
On a yellow brick road, no Toto
Like a one man band, go solo
I

Doctor j got me right
Tell the truth see where it lead, pray I don't fall
I just wanna be left alone, don't call my phone
Got tears bottled up

it, ain't makin' no peace
Every smile, soon to shine through his teeth

I'm a savage, so you cannot hold me
I'm a demon, so you cannot bro me
Bitch, I

a legend in the making
Still got a long way to go
And a rough road
I'm gonna make it and thats fo sho
Get that moneyyy then leave it by the door
Finna pull

take the wheel
From these backseat drivers
On the road of life
I should've kicked the tires
But there was so much
That I had to see
And if I never left

to be right with me, but I noticed that you left me
All alone, by the road, couldn't figure
In this whole world, full of sinners
Steady trying to take

Keep the paper rolling for the deads
If he tryna start, We aiming for heads
Get the click clack, Call the meds
I keep the Drake in my pocket
No

tomorrow

Make a couple dollars make some more tomorrow
When I hit the road goin full throttle
Right hand got a fat stack
Left hand walkin round with

shots, now his titi cryin', it's a fish fry
Me and Certi' dumpin' out the window, let us get by
On the road, doin' shows, fuck hoes, get high 
(Huh,

Got everything that you wanted
Pieces in place but none of it ever seems perfect
Living by the means of others much like a standstill
Hate to break

on
Wear my Stetson with it's hillbilly charm
I'm going back to my boots!

By tonight I'll be hittin' those old dirt roads
Boldly going where no city folk

rip off Patna face
You can call this grave digger

Monster truck with no survivors
I ain't tryna hit your feet
Im knee high when we getting to it
They

Ridin' by my Side, she doin' vids
And hope I'm Talkin
Had to Uber her, I kicked her out the V

And left her Walk-in
My eX know whY she'on get no Z's
I'm

nothing left they've built a wall
Few hoard the wealth so very stealth
Control the minds divide the lines
Defeated class no fight within
Perhaps one day

gray
This Christmas all I wish is you to come home to me
Come home to me

You up and left on Easter Sunday
No good reason, just time to go
As I

would have left you questioning intentions 
But I'll give you the credit cause you called me first
In a time when I didn't know what I needed
You fell in

left
Afterwards, I was laying in the road, crying
A car came along, moving silent
It run me over, causing my death

It's friday the 13th
Today is unlucky

Take a ride
On the wild side
There's no sand
In the lines
Only one time
Or maybe more
Just not like before
Time to collect
And leave nothing left

You become Ed Sheeran with that face full of red dots
Six-fifty Maybach, all the extras
Wavin' like the president, followed by some black trucks
I

change, you come around, you get face left
If you gon' change, it'll bring me to tears

Brought you to mama house, fed you the meals
You was on the same

snow
Stuck on the road
Broken down

Got on the phone
Told not to open
My mouth

Years ago
Left where I’d grown up
In the South

Paid some tolls
Wound up

love your girl somethin' like I'm the dream, might make a song bout her, just to turn me up
These nigga's jokes, no funny stuff, I'm with the gang

I've seen some rough times and some good times too.
Every day seems to bring something new.
On the long road behind me I left no regrets
And the best

fine
Interpretation of your mislead soul
Means you gotta fill that empty hole
Ya boys all left there's no one around
Time to step to the beat of this