Lyrics:
Yeah
Hahaha
I don't just talk
To talk
No cap
In my game
But I'm about
To talk
To all of y'all
You already snow
Hahaha
Ya want to talk
Yeah let's go
On the road most pathless
Postal code L0st Atlantis
Dead load on my car axles
Not from ode but from ghost sadness
Their abode and it's host's status
the car, say I'm almost there
Step by step, finna get somewhere... nia
Get somewhere, gone nia... I'm tryna get somewhere
I done hopped on a plane, I'm out
with her wig off
When she makeup it's fake but huh
I tell her sit tall
She gets me piston
She's piss off
I'm on my ben wall
Couple minutes pass by
I
accident it was preferably
I'm just speaking on my pain, this what be stressing me
Depression had me by the collar, it was oppressing me
Trying to tell you I
and throat
She might be les, but she gon' top me off soon as I hit the road
I'm so in love with that cheese, that cheddar bobs to my songs
I done ran eight
ode hw3 my eyes only
Big men real talks for here no be any long story
Sellout the team and you up on the list you getting killed slowly
Bisa nay3kyer3wo
back home
A hundred cars, yet I'm all alone
I'll use the glow from these passing streetlights to
Write an ode to you
I found out ways to distract myself
(Ali, the baddest muthafucka there ever)
I'm chokin' players like I'm Bob Knight, choke the coaches like I'm Spreewell
They bowin' to the 'Sayers
Pretty Bitch Bossin'
Feel like Bob Ross
Cos I paint a picture perfectly
With my eloquence
I'm making 5 star poetry
I write a verse
Then you recite
here it is at your service
The b the I the g the d-a-double-d-y
And when it comes to rippin' the mic, oh my oh my oh my
I guarantee you by time I'm
the car in your high beams
Head froze slow mo till your moon lands
Revived by the moon man, humming to rock the ground
Release one step two step, climbing
My Car fast like a cheetah
My Ex said that ima cheater
She left me for another cheater
And ion really think I need her
And I don't really wanna be
mind I ponder "Why did I choose to live here?"
I didn't do my research
Now I'm 'boutta be put on a T-shirt
By some scumbag named Billy Bob
I'd stop him
have the edge
I busy into a car, hotwire it but fsul
Now the neighbors presume theyre about to prevail
When the sucker puncher takes a step into my house
shit hurt my heart
I did a show, they let some shots go by the car
I'd be lying if I said it ain't leave me scarred
I'd be lying if I said love ain't
Hitler
Sit on it and rotate, I set the bait
My traits unlike any great, hate
I know I've got the rhymes but by design
These people know I'm
ponownie stanąć razem SLU Gancko pod kontrolą!
Jak KRS Scott La Rock dla Ciebie szok
Tak my kolejny rok, Numer jeden HIP-HOP
I gdy ty Digital Bob ja
to superstar layemi oh
Looking at me now
Amma born to be star
Omo logomi Gonna gbera Lo far
I go buy house
I go buy biggie car
Dey go know my name all
trying to watch my football game
Where you go ad what you do
Your hair your dress and who to impress
Your car your lips your blouse
cnd what needs to done
of a Menace I go by Youngboy
Call all the shots cause I'm over that gang
She looked in my face and was tellin' them lies
Got Dino to set that hoe car up in
Written By J'Quan Evans
©️Rhythm and Dedication Entertainment 2019 
Pac and Big
Cause I party like a rock star
Fuck when my cocks hard
I drink to the fact
I can't drink and drive a damn car
Man fuck you this is how I
a beauty queen
With the devils intentions
A beauty queen
Brought up from the heavens
Or hells
Only time can tell
Your my beauty queen
You can find me
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