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greatness
Some told me I'm gonna be famous
But don't lose yourself on your come up when fame hits
Started right off of the pavement
Hardest part about this is

All I got left is my real friends
It's like a boxing match how many hits can you take in the chin
The room is closing in I'm losing oxygen
I don't want

on a beezy
It's a niche mane
Propane spit flame
Big jones on the track its a hit huh
I'm a rap it for you like a gift huh
In and out so quick and it get done

The high school track off of Forest Road
To the stage
To the stage I go
She said do anything
But I ruin everything
I swore I'd be home before it sets

you get it
You hate the way I'm livin, you ain't seen me in a minute
I been the road, I'm comin home when I finish
Feelin all alone, I know its wrong

lets go
Let's go
What you need?
Bitch i got the dough
Grab the keys, now we on the road
Doolie trippin' in the back he talkin' bout no
Already out

blowing on your skin
Don't want this moment to ever end
Let's relax and watch the tide roll by
I could sit on the beach with you until the day I die

Why

These niggas ain't worth it
Met a man yet that deserved it
Started working after dark
It made the difference stark
Pull that lil jalopy off the road

been loved before

Twilight, hit the road
Taco Bell and Target, woah
Wherever you wanna go
Cool as fuck, Bionicle
She feel like driving when the sky is

for My family man
Don't get me wrong doe, it's a long Road, streets cold
Ima do what I Must to see my family again
And if that makes me a monster Then

know as we grow old we'd hit the fork in the road

Where've you gone my friend
I miss the times that we had
Where've you gone feels like it's been for so

to tommy get sent just like a touchdown
You trespass you get blew down
You is a bitch shooting your show down
Me and my bro hitting the road now
Me and my

for freedom
With a valid visa
We don't need 'em
No hands, its freedom
Flip flop, mountain top, when it comes I gotta rock
No rhyme or reason
Just a phase, hit

And get ready for the summer
Thinking bout you now I'm on the road
Crusing down 80 don't know where to go
We was heating up we was gonna grow
Then you did

These lame ass niggas
You can't confuse me with
The respectable honorable
Is who I'm usually with
As the years go by
When I sit down and think
I execute

that that's a must
That's why i smoke fuck a bitch and I ain't fuck with trust
9 To 7 hit 7-Eleven Stellas be my main
Smoke so loud my neighbors complain

Graybles
Goat concerned my eyes gets poked by captain insano
Ain't know gorillas strength could put a nigga through tables
Working on my footwork
I'm tryna

lazy boy can recline
Into your beer cans, and the lava lamps
And the Xbox you can't let go
Hook the truck up, 'fore you wake up
About time I hit the road

give me the sign and I know it's time
We boutta lock in for the night
Next time I see you I know it's time to go
We gotta hit the road, prolly should

Now I ain't goin 100 - I'm goin 1000
Hours in the booth - and my mind - still filled with doubting
Doin all this by myself - with a limited allowance

seeing double
Never bend never fold play it by the code
Driving on this long road I don't got nowhere to go
Gaining levels on the mic cold world it's a dog

I support a local business when I buy from my plug
We treat little beefs like nun, it goes under the rug
You just mad we playing shows, high road

every day like it's gon be my last
How can u say that u f*** wit me but when I called U couldn't answer that phone
In that cell by myself all alone

would park roll up on that hill
Couple hits of the skrill made a nigga feel healed
Crazy how memories achilles my heel
I don't fight no more shit I lost