Lyrics:
Now I'm on a mission for vengeance
So you got me stalkin your friends list
You easy to find thank the internet
Now you and I can get intimate
Show you
secrets like I'm Batman
I thought you knew them
Imma legend like I am
Who gon get you high as I can?
Spent all that time to get you high
You let me
of studio slave
I'm getting paid
I thought I missed my shot
It finally came my way
I was recording find a way for me to find my way
In the time of doing so
just might relapse to the old me
One things is for certain, I got a thing for having trophies
Sky high like the Jetsons, jetsetting
Dice roll on a nigga
you have to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
Jesus died to save our sins, hooray to God
We're going
you have to ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station for the Rock Island Line
Jesus died to save our sins, hooray to God
We're going
on the road hoping that somebody stop
Yeah picture me playing that role or picture me playin a wop
Boy you ain't playing the stove you just be playing a lot
I
Oh you can take the high road
Or you can take the low road
Go the way the wind is blowin'
Take the main road, the side road
The cross road
the rail yea
Call me crazy all the time
I'm better off by myself
I need somebody to pray for me, somebody pray for me
I need somebody to pray for me
for every single one of my fans
Autographs 'til I couldn't feel my hands
Just a man with a plan, but you wouldn't understand
I get high by the notes,
gonn give her
I'm on the road
She blowing my fone
Just for me to kiss her
I'm on the road
She holding it down
Like bonnie n clyde now
She wanna give me
2:00am and I was high and dry
These beautiful chick gave me the eye
She opened the door and I slid by her side
And we headed on down the line
I'm so
room in your back seat for Somebody's Dream
A Girl walks Into a Pawn shop to sell a wedding ring
Says "Since he left me Man I just don't need
can't fly till you lighten your load
Victorious from situations that's meant for corruption
Ain't convinced by the verbiage, it's more than that to loving
of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my life is in the Judge eyes
They got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to them preachers in
Row chain just for the trip, I ain't affiliated
West side nigga so they really hate it
I be out in Las Vegas, at the MGM
By the crap tables in some
niggas who show me love in Chicago
It's fair but it's square, for the love of the game or they hate it
Many done died, plenty done tried from imitatin'
through
Your son died for me
Would I be
Somebody who would die for you
into the dope,
Then fly!!!
I, I get high
I, I get high
Light to the sky
Left to the right
The old me just died
High-C,
The old me just died
High-C
And if
Smokin a new pack that stuff got me fried
Smokin a pack that means somebody died
Never worry bout a hater
Never worry bout a bih
Never fronting for wack
I'm saying
Please forgive me for the troubles I have maken
Quarantine, quarantimes got me looking down
Got a situation and I look up
Now I'm really
did you do?
Bitch, sometime soon, somebody gon' lose they freedom for killin' you
Ay' see me in person go with ya' move gave her the wrong addy' I ain't
You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody)
If you keep on treating me the way you do
(you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do
ah, ah, ah (Ashy Slashy, Ashy Slashy)
Run ya over with no breaks on (Ashy Slashy, Ashy Slashy)
Justice for those who died under your name (Ashy Slashy,
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