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fatal
Come on now gotta be stable
She in the front seat got her eyes on me

I'm just tryna focus on the road baby
Know you on that freaky shit
Keep it low

Not on the shelf I got different desires
Shoot for the belt but I aim a lil higher
Download zelle if you wanna get hired
Been on the road I never get

you talking to me petty and I ain't be faded
I didn't hear it maybe hit me when I'm up famous
She just met me but I'm on her playlist
We can chill girl

See I was down and out
Without a pot left to piss in
I hit the road
And start pitching
Off every sale
Make commission
Time is now
Was a vision
Jaydawg

and that's on GANG

Ugh
Living by what I know
Gotta stay on the low
Smoking gas
In my head I got too much thoughts you know
Paralyzed from the gas getting

your foes?
Can you tell me who's your mates?
I keep my enemies close but I keep the pole closer
Never rid out and hit an opp, you're a joker
I can tell

the beef 
Crazy as it sounds thats where I found relief 
Never see a tarred road when you enter the street 
Uhhh 
Where the bush was the toilet 
Grab a paper

expect?
That I would be like everybody else?
Hell No!
My name's Giordano!
Real definition of a G, when I'm walking down the road
You can feel that I'm in

hit up A
To poke her in her stomach
In and out the matrix
Got me feeling funny
Scary reminiscing
George just called his mama
Cops be killing niggas

until we fall
Stacking checks scamming niggas grandma's need them catalogs
Tell them pussies then can get hit up like I'm 2Pac
Ian worried bitch cause I

on the phone
Better learn the code
And watch your rearview when you on the road
Cuz they don’t wanna see u blow
No they’d rather see you broke
Money looking

as the freezer
I hop on the road, on the go with the nina
I know what I know, so I roll with the heater
I told her to look, took off like a crook
Smoking fruit by

It’s like time keep on going
And it go right by
I’m sitting out on the porch
Under the night sky
Thinking in my head
Like fuck it no more mr nice guy

the room
We run it by the booth
Then I make it all smooth
You ask me what's the reason is
I ain't got a fucking clue
I be writing doing time before I'm

Rudy
Rush for that pocket get hit by the QB

I put my life on the line for the money lil nigga you know that I’m all in 
I had to grind all the way

on my grind, cause I got the cash in mind
If I got the cash I'm fine, if I get the cash I'm fine
I'm the king get off my throne, and I got here by my own

learned I devised a plan
Hit the dirt, Let it burn, Then go back again
& Take it all over, Let em know who Pax is
Back then, I thought I knew myself but I

from the main road
Landed off in a bankroll
I see em' lookin' so I lay low
Keep the racks in a raincoat
And my shawty gotta halo
And she do what I say so

like SK why u cocky
Come in with the pump I make him pump his breaks not talking Bobby

On my mob shit to his head I hold the shotty
Road rage in

said I'm a wife beater
I can tell she is a fein, I can tell by her demeanor
My mamma warned me they fast, man, these hoes fast like a cheetah
But they

should've died
Grazed a rock and hit the water but I still survived
Shout out to the man above who up there watchin me
U gon' give us any hints what's

On her clit 
Yeah I’m really
With the shits
Cause where I’m from
We make hits
Our guns talk
Boom boom click
And when they play this in club
They be

the hottest in the city
Every time I drop a song, it hit 200 degrees
My nigga JAM hear this shit, he gone be jigging
I swear these rap niggas is not fucking

Master by design bitch I'm the worlds finest
Hottest on the mike y'all sleep I be the livest
I could put you on game better listen when I'm spitting