Lyrics:
back from Philly
So I was rollin' blunts all day
So I had to get it nigga in the hallway
Nigga I already know I was headed to the top
By 9 o'clock
know I'm headed south
So's to meet me by and by
Marie will know I'm headed south
So to meet me by and by
Back to the South side
Ran smooth all week
Weekend made five
Putting people on their feet
Who was barely getting by
Think I'm lying
You can go anywhere I
always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I'm
a game of chess, and I'm headed for your queen
Now my stomach and my thighs
What a head is in between (ew)
And she wetter than a stream, I drink
brakes
Waving at the haters as I pass by you see me
I'm ready and prepared for the showdown and I'm just getting started never slowing Down
No breaks,
my side
Grippin' on my TEC by my waist
In case they try me, let it fly
I'm rich as fuck
Copped a Bentley truck
Used to ride on that bus
Now I'm
animals then throw us in a zoo
I gotta question is there heaven for the reverend
Are all my brethren really headed in the right direction
If I said it,
hope you find your reason
Level headed yet you Hell bound
Wind blows with the season
There’s a Heaven, yes it’s great
And you don’t have to back down
You
headed
Fuck a rotation, I'm staying in first place
And I'm waiting for me to be tested
When I open up heaven's door
It a million me's, this shit could get
Yeah I said I'm on the way
Hurry up I ain't got much to say
Me and Sevon we headed there
We gotta check the place
No it ain't a race
Tell me who
on 11
Tryna jump to cloud 20
And vacate to heaven
I just returned from my vacay
Headed directly to the booth
No time for the play play
These rappers
to the most High
That ye' may be able to stand and fly by
Headed to the top with the armor of God
All the hate I've been getting
Keep pushing motivating me
racing
I know you ride, you ride, you ride
But I'm tired of try-ry-rying
No matter what, you gotta stay by my side
Right or wrong, you better ride
to the astral zone
I'm headed home, I've been hurting too long
Time don't stand still, so you gotta move on
On and on, on and on, on and on,
rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (ayo)
Lettin' him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid, you know
ride a dick too, make me cum fast
I like them modeling bitches, I love them swallowing bitches
Where them hoes headed at? I'm 'bout to follow them
Hi
Fuck being normal I'm as different as they come
I'm a rebel without a cause so here's my rule of thumb
Don't be judging by they cover, I ain't
business
She on the damn watch
You texting and fucking with bitches
She said I’m a hot shot
Baby come cry in the Bentley
Baby come cry in the Bentley
Baby
will know I'm headed south
So's to meet me by and by
Marie will know I'm headed south
So to meet me by and by
You better decide, There's no time like today
Are you headed for Heaven or Hell?
On a Highway to Heaven, I saw an angels face
It was over in
Bald headed in a bed
Probably better off dead
Popped an e pill now I see her in my fucking head
No it wasn't a waste though, I can tell
By the smile
to go
So I stole my daddy's Cadillac, and I headed down the road
I had a grin from ear to ear with each and every mile
I'm headed for the border man,
a birth of God's son
Don't mourn me when I'm gone, celebrate my travels
Whenever you need me, just take a plane to the astral zone
I'm headed home, I've
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