On the Road

I'm on a road
They never flown
I got some people that love me at home
They chasin bitches
We chasin bags
They only love you when you poppin tags
I lost my pops
That shit was sad
I told my momma we finna bounce back
Sip on some forties then pull up to class
Can't ever stop till we get us some racks bitch

I cannot stand being average
Paper come quick I got catalyst
Just a young bull with some savages
See a young chink they not havin it
Ooh
Countin up my payroll
Yuh
You cannot relate hoe
Yuh
You can hit replay tho
Like Mike, how I'm switching up the game tho

Last time I won't hit em with the Draco
Next time Imma need all of my pesos
Distro told me I don't need no label
Court side yea I don't need no cable
My mental not stable
I'm still getting paid tho
I'm stacking my bands till they fall off the table
Quick to the hate bro
I still pull up late tho
These bitches out here they be faker than playdo

They know they know
That's why I stay low
They know they know
That's why I stay low
They know they know
That's why I stay low
They know they know
That's why I stay low

I'm on a road
They never flown
I got some people that love me at home
They chasin bitches
We chasin bags
They only love you when you poppin tags
I lost my pops
That shit was sad
I told my mom that we finna bounce back
Sip on some forties
Then pull up to class
Can't ever stop till we get us some racks

Bitch I ain't sleepin today aye
Playin with me, ain't the time or the place
Im tryna be off on my way aye
Got places to be I ain't stayin the same woah
Got so many colors we look like a rainbow
My people don't come from the same boat
We never be fuckin no lame hoes
They ain't straight tho

Too late, choose fate
Crossed me twice like a shoelace
Pull up, vacate
Never be missin my pay day aye



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Lai
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