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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

My OG told me that it's lonely at the top
But legends never die, I'm Kobe with the shot
You'd think by how I flow, that I'm breathing better air

a pen and a pad
Back against the wall
That's who help me learn who I am
Encountered a across road
Than hit that bitch with a sham
Falay
I finish different

Imma king, call me Chris Webber
I ain't even know the bitch, my album cover on her header
I drive my car down the road, ya boy a bike peddler
Even tho my

lost on a road near Silver Bay
Hit a deer by the Baptism River
Some days, they just turn out that way

off
If there really is a God he's a bitch and a fraud
Taking babies from their mothers leaving bodies in the road
He's just a philosophy man made

drink all night and hit the floor
I know you fuck with other Nigga's but I love you more
She just a hoe, but that's all I've been looking for
It's just

Sometimes I wanna go
Run to the call of the open road
Leave all of this behind
All the fake friends and the same old street signs

I wish that we

I don't know why you
Stopped calling me to talk to me
Listening to R&B you're wanting me
To forward the gear stick hit the road
Bring some piff

up, head off, hit the road
Back to the attic, dramatic and cold

I had a little dream about your face
You had a little bit of faith in me once

by my side
I'm popping this perc and I'm gunna' fly
I hit the plug up and he said that he dry
So I had to re-up and I got me so high
And I got me so

go and get naughty
Sorry if I'm late by a minute but I'll be there shortly

Somewhere get naughty
We can do one thing, two things, three things after

I was taking time out on the road
When a girl I thought I didn't know
Came and sat down on the floor right next to me
She said did you ever believe

Clutch About To Make Another Hit
Baby come get closer lets break the tension
I aint worried bout them niggas in your mentions
And I never been

making some crazy sound
Your voice is so clear in this small town
You're throwing pinecone to the sky
And throwing at me for a second time
Almost hit my

kinda obvious
We'll chill and go on walks form a bond like flesh and bone
And every week or so hit the road and go explore
Take a trip down to coast, run

you can be cold
You can be many colors
You know but some of these guys
They got that road voice and that's it
You know I want characterism
You know into

Singing our lullaby gonna be alright
We dance our night away
Midnight til the morning
We hit the road
An old town gold
Like a starry starry night
Shining

distracted
With the shit i had crackin
Accumulating colder flows
Im finna fuck this game up
Hit it w a different blow
Dont act hard in my face
You gone get

the air yeah
Restless
Always keeping something in my head
Imma set sails
Imma hit the road imma dip
I know it gets hard
in this dark i light my pif
Awwwww

learn at a lesson
That toxic be stress and be Stunting yo growth
Live Pro life any mini be
No weapon gainst me
Shall prosper back on this road
Step over

All my niggaz with the flow
I put the game in a fold
Want the money by the load
Give me 20 for a show
J brazzy im on go
Know I put on for the four
Still

Last night it was thirteen
Horizon glowed with the dark storm approaching
I thought I'd be here forever
My youth a lit wick
Flicked quick by misfits

path and your path hit a fork in the road
So it was unreasonable to be seeing each other
Like we need a minute to grow
Yeah it was valid, yeah it was