Road Trip
Yea I'm human
Like my music booming, flights with room, and drinks at noon
A full tank of gas so I can anywhere
Stamps on my pass, know I gotta hit the city there
Have a nice lunch with a lady, ouh I throw game like Brady
"Girl the city look a lot better when you in it"
She said "Boy, I'm like the city, lookin better when you in it"
Ouh, ouh, ouh, I guess you do
But sorry baby girl I'm a traveling man, and when I'm on the road know I miss you
But I can hear my name screamed by fans in Japan, crowds that wanna help me surf in Timbuktu
Adventures with the locals out in Peru
My passport stamped on my way to Banff
The key to happiness, I got it in my wallet, a picture of me in my pocket
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
M.I.A. out in MIA with my people that have been around since Better Dayz
Want my own little corner out in California
Blowing haze that I got from around the corner
Sipping Arizona while I'm in Sedona
I don't do math, that's Arizona squared
I'm at a place you can't get here from there
You're at a place I can't get there from here
No dice in the mirror in the Uber Belair
West Coast air, ain't nothing compare
Go hit the slopes and get lost in Tahoe
Planes to Seattle
I'm lacing for battle
I'm fighting my cash flow
I'm counting these Benji's
I'm touring these castles in Fussen and asking the locals for hook ups for kush and then passing
No, you ain't here but you stay on my mind
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Riding through the forest
New York you my baby gotta tell you that you're gorgeous
I might stray from home but you ain't never alone
My passport is tatted more than Wiz but the ink that matters most in on the first page next to your portrait and got the address to home
The 518 stay up on my mind it ain't up for debate
Skipping record, I'm just setting it straight
My main bitch, main thing holding me down
My home plate, home base, I'm making my rounds
I'm painting pictures, I Picasso my life
I don't ever count the minutes I just live for the night
I don't ever take a Xans I remember these flights
I'm repping 30k No Limits not a ceiling in sight
Roll the dice, trust the Lord keep the Devil off site
Cut the grass, let the snakes run away from my bite
Avon flow so cold I'm an upstate delight
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself
Gotta love, gotta love, before I give to you
Khalees the, the, the, the, grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
M.I.A. out in MIA with my people that have been around since Better Dayz
Like my music booming, flights with room, and drinks at noon
A full tank of gas so I can anywhere
Stamps on my pass, know I gotta hit the city there
Have a nice lunch with a lady, ouh I throw game like Brady
"Girl the city look a lot better when you in it"
She said "Boy, I'm like the city, lookin better when you in it"
Ouh, ouh, ouh, I guess you do
But sorry baby girl I'm a traveling man, and when I'm on the road know I miss you
But I can hear my name screamed by fans in Japan, crowds that wanna help me surf in Timbuktu
Adventures with the locals out in Peru
My passport stamped on my way to Banff
The key to happiness, I got it in my wallet, a picture of me in my pocket
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
M.I.A. out in MIA with my people that have been around since Better Dayz
Want my own little corner out in California
Blowing haze that I got from around the corner
Sipping Arizona while I'm in Sedona
I don't do math, that's Arizona squared
I'm at a place you can't get here from there
You're at a place I can't get there from here
No dice in the mirror in the Uber Belair
West Coast air, ain't nothing compare
Go hit the slopes and get lost in Tahoe
Planes to Seattle
I'm lacing for battle
I'm fighting my cash flow
I'm counting these Benji's
I'm touring these castles in Fussen and asking the locals for hook ups for kush and then passing
No, you ain't here but you stay on my mind
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Riding through the forest
New York you my baby gotta tell you that you're gorgeous
I might stray from home but you ain't never alone
My passport is tatted more than Wiz but the ink that matters most in on the first page next to your portrait and got the address to home
The 518 stay up on my mind it ain't up for debate
Skipping record, I'm just setting it straight
My main bitch, main thing holding me down
My home plate, home base, I'm making my rounds
I'm painting pictures, I Picasso my life
I don't ever count the minutes I just live for the night
I don't ever take a Xans I remember these flights
I'm repping 30k No Limits not a ceiling in sight
Roll the dice, trust the Lord keep the Devil off site
Cut the grass, let the snakes run away from my bite
Avon flow so cold I'm an upstate delight
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself before I give to you
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta love myself
Gotta love, gotta love, before I give to you
Khalees the, the, the, the, grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Khalees the Garden, gotta grow my fruit
Gotta, gotta grow my fruit
M.I.A. out in MIA with my people that have been around since Better Dayz
Credits
Writer(s): Avon Khalees
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