Lyrics:
Let's get it yall
Life is what you make it
Life's a long road
But if you put your faith in god
He will help you get that gold
Life can be hard
Or it can
Outlaw, road runner dirty with no licenses
Shallow bitch, you get money too, then you're her type
Gambling, type to risk it all and throw the dice in
underneath
eating mine alone
and no one knows
or eating every ones
and everyone is coming
i could never bring anything to reality now
reality is cracked by
be on the road all by myself
That's how I found out
My Tesla went to Tulsa, without me
And I don't even know nobody there
I'd Uber up to Oklahoma, but
nigga, I don't expose you as a hater
Got Decatur, East Point, College Park and the SWATs
Campbellton Road closed, road block, watch out for the cops
the park.
Wanted you alone to walk beside her,
Wanted you alone to live beside her, it was morning,
Better roads with light on them.
[Chorus]
Can your
Running through thoughts I left my heart with the beat
I know the way I live is Messi, I left my heart by your feet
I know my views get kinda shallow
her put her on something real sexy
Park get the flying J, jump in the Lexus
Pop in the car with me, she bought a gar for me
I was road running it
So
A broken down, ghost town, lost and disposed
Left turn on a dirt road
Covered by trees
No streetlights by nightfall
It's less than friendly
It took my early
changed lanes
Upgrade like a car
Y’all stuck in park
It won’t get you far
That’s just law
Y’all playin checkers...chess the way I’m movin
Life been target
lil' ho, she on petty shit I OD'd off the Drank and I'm smokin' Biscotti
I crashed the whip and it left a dent
I don't talk to that ho, no, she can't get
I stride the street bypass pop fast
A lot days was gone with no fuckin mind
It's not my overmind suffer by proper sign
Promo not even in my option
a rush to be smothered by something I can't keep alone
And if I'm wrong then I'll be wrong go on this road all on my my own I mean
I love you but I'm not
muted take it in stride and head inside
For this is the last night before I make that move
By morning I'll be scrambling with several things to prove
blazin' shit
Inspirational ass motherfucker, ask my brother
Hustles like no other, rose from my situ'
Rolls-Royces by the gutter
Bad bitch itchin'
to you
And I don't need you bitch but would you answer if I call collect
And I'm on the road, I took a shot
I heard the metal net
And that's like thirty
was walking up the Holland Park Road
He was walking up the Holland Park Road
And I stopped him to ask for a light
And I stopped him to ask for
trippin
Heart numb like Linkin Park
We can spark change
From our brain to when that thang spark
You'on't shoot the dare
You bout as square as when you frame
to the park
Everyday after school
You wonder why he love there?
They got guns drugs and plenty of thugs there
No care
That's why I speak on shit
To you parents
on the road
My holiday spirit might explode
Of course there is no place to park
We're late the theater's in the dark
In no small feat
We find a seat
quiet in the yard
Giddy up and gold dust, all the cars turn to rust
You've got no means for wanderlust
Pastel trailer park, stars so bright to hide
pressure always given extra
Feelin like God's road tester
So electric park you like a tesla
I been on the road
Late night wit a couple hoes
Mob out wit
Too faded no ceilings bout to cloud walk
I can tell that she freaky
By the way she talk
She from cali
But her family stay in college park
Bounce that
Swerve right
Swerve left
Swerve right
Swerve left
Swerve right
Swerve left
Swerve right
You ain't never had shit (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
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