Lyrics:
When I was a little bitty boy just up off the floor
We used to go down to grandma's house every month end or so
We'd have chicken pie, country ham
bitches with me and they really down to touch the road
I been floating cross borders doing shows
I got four five hittas with me and we all live by the code
clean
Yo honey actin' mo' mean
Napped-out, momma asking me "What's all that 'bout?"
Say I got big plans, look slim but mapped-out
Country boy with
every time that you even blink
I'm going to the station where a big red train
is waiting to take me to the country again
Then you'll come from Yonkers but
they can't see the big picture
I got moves to make
Can't snooze cant wait
Gotta fill up the safe
Gotta make sure the kids are straight
Takin' it day by
Big bankroll watch me stack me rack it up
This treasure don't fold but I'ma stack it up
Twenty-four seven, I'm just addin' up
Eternal treasure on my
Would you meet me in Big Sky
If I caught the red eye?
Cross the Country racing red lights
Just to put your hand in mine?
Go the distance
Just to waste
big for them little whips, the door won't close
Got the big truck, bent up, all over the road
Remember little Keith, from P.S. 93 with his brothers
the D-League doing, uhh, layup drills)
Ya feel me?
Kill a motherfucka with the magnum forty-four
Find a chump slumped, nigga, magnum on the road
Body full
Chevrolet
[Chorus]
Big yellow moon on the country road
And night moons on the stereo
The windows down and the smell of fresh cut hay
If that Chevy
There's a road in Oklahoma
Straighter than a preacher, longer than a memory
And it goes forever onward
It's been a good teacher for a lot of country
of country boys like me
I push that load from here to someday
I'll push as long as I'm alive, but I don't know how long I'll last
'Cause it's just a road
to light up a blunt
And drift as high as the ceiling be
Let’s just be honest I go above And Beyond that
Jerry chasing the cheese
Y’all ain’t nothing but Tom
by a fishin' hole
That's how country boys roll
Yeah, they work, work, work
All week 'til the job gets done
Weekends they barbecue
And have a cold one
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
their eyes, Matthew Kelly
Yeah, by any means necessary i'm elite
I'mma leave enemies dead and buried
Down the beach, Tenerife
Got my Jeep in a ferry
I was
Sinatra
Road trip went to find a line now my plug fly’em in
Road trip
I went to find a line
One reload 2 reload
Shit I’m all out again
3 reload 4
Grandmaster Flash, Spoonie G and the Treach' Three
Fearless 4, spirit of hip-hop was etched in me
See, I was down, brah, but let me get down to
V-Town I was
(Hey 4Eyez!)
Big head so I got a long memory
Offline so you can't unfriend me
Nice guy I don't want no enemies
Don't try and disrupt my energy
Nick B
day and still
Drive home in something clean
And I'm still runnin' the roads
Not controlled by the mainstream
I swear they send me contracts
To eliminate
with the strenght of every one of the four elements
Aaaaahhhh x
Step by step walk your road
The road is tough but will get you there
The road will guide
FOUR..ha feels so good to say that shit
You gotta be nice with that piano boy
If you wanna open my shit up
BUDDY
You know niggas talk
Shoutout
They run they hide
Skirt away in a four wheel drive I've come to get what's mine
Them man there they can't get by they waist their time
Them man there
Man dem affi know big tings agwan
Rolling up blaze just cuz we can
Always got love for me country man
I just want my music on demand
And the girl
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