Highway
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
Ay, fuck it I do it for fun
Four year old case and I'm still on the run
Go get the pack and I go get my gun
Ay
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see ya face
Glad they made the FaceTime
I ain't got no play time
I heard the money make time
Yeah
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see your face
I ain't got no time to play
No I ain't got no time to waste
And I know it's not a race
But I'm running till I die of old age
Big pack on the way
I'm trynna set up the plays
I'm trynna get it ahead of time
I'm trynna pick up the pace
Feel my heart race
I know they trynna build a case
I gotta move, smooth and then erase
Ay
Fuck it I do it for fun
Four year old case and I'm still on the run
Go get the pack, already got my gun
Ay
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see your face
Oh yeahhh
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I called to say hey
Okay, okay
Go get some racks and I go get my sun
Forty p's in and its already gone
Bitch I'm trapstar number one
Giving no fucks you could call me a nun
Shorty sweeter than a honey bun
Priorities, getting money my only one
Smoking lemon pie cake
I hit a highway
I did it my way
Woah
Bae I can't see you today
Ay, fuck it I do it for fun
Four year old case and I'm still on the run
Go get the pack and I go get my gun
Ay
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see ya face
Glad they made the FaceTime
I ain't got no play time
I heard the money make time
Yeah
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see your face
I ain't got no time to play
No I ain't got no time to waste
And I know it's not a race
But I'm running till I die of old age
Big pack on the way
I'm trynna set up the plays
I'm trynna get it ahead of time
I'm trynna pick up the pace
Feel my heart race
I know they trynna build a case
I gotta move, smooth and then erase
Ay
Fuck it I do it for fun
Four year old case and I'm still on the run
Go get the pack, already got my gun
Ay
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I'm glad to see your face
Oh yeahhh
I'm on the highway
Bae I can't see you today
But I called to say hey
Okay, okay
Go get some racks and I go get my sun
Forty p's in and its already gone
Bitch I'm trapstar number one
Giving no fucks you could call me a nun
Shorty sweeter than a honey bun
Priorities, getting money my only one
Smoking lemon pie cake
I hit a highway
I did it my way
Woah
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Writer(s): Daddy Saleem
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