Kilifi
Man
What's going on right now
Shit is unreal
Lazarus like Young Guru up in this motherfucker
Aight check, uh
Look, uh
Back on road
We back on road
Grew from Laz
It's Back on toes
Laz and Hov
It's over hoes
It's colder notes
It's cold as noes
No second guest
No what are those
My arm is dealt
My hand is froze
We back on road
We back on road
We back on road
We back on road
Funny how to get a better picture
You move in and out of focus
Just to re-align the vision
Maybe that's just a metaphor
To show you how i'm livin'
maybe that's how you handle life
When nothing is a given
When give or take is a certain
More or less make you harden
Ballin' out here regardless
Greatness will have you starvin'
Make you run in the jungle
Where walking bring out the darkness
End of road be the brightest
So gotta get off your ass
Is that rah rah, or time now
To jump off that bullshit that make you feel times up
When you heard the stories of them chasing gold
Kinda' like stories of yellow brick roads
Something bout cowardly lions on road
When you know your worth you don't need to get Oz
Got weight in the bars thats gone carry me home
Buona fortuna
I'll see you in Rome
What's going on right now
Shit is unreal
Lazarus like Young Guru up in this motherfucker
Aight check, uh
Look, uh
Back on road
We back on road
Grew from Laz
It's Back on toes
Laz and Hov
It's over hoes
It's colder notes
It's cold as noes
No second guest
No what are those
My arm is dealt
My hand is froze
We back on road
We back on road
We back on road
We back on road
Funny how to get a better picture
You move in and out of focus
Just to re-align the vision
Maybe that's just a metaphor
To show you how i'm livin'
maybe that's how you handle life
When nothing is a given
When give or take is a certain
More or less make you harden
Ballin' out here regardless
Greatness will have you starvin'
Make you run in the jungle
Where walking bring out the darkness
End of road be the brightest
So gotta get off your ass
Is that rah rah, or time now
To jump off that bullshit that make you feel times up
When you heard the stories of them chasing gold
Kinda' like stories of yellow brick roads
Something bout cowardly lions on road
When you know your worth you don't need to get Oz
Got weight in the bars thats gone carry me home
Buona fortuna
I'll see you in Rome
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Nderitu
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