Route 66

I ain't talking bout Pixar cars, But we grew up on Route 66
In the jungle I gotta keep a stick
Your own brothers could switch up cause you rich
Stacking chips now i'm counting every inch
At the bottom gotta get to the top
Told my momma this is all that I got
Told my Poppa that they want me to flop
I can not go
That's word to my bro-o
I will never sell my soul
Wasn't there when my pockets was low
Don't get mad when I'm stacking this Dough
Syrcul you made this
On the road to the top to the greatest
Don't know why these niggas even hating
Now it's my time to shine in the making

All these people they want me to flop
All these people they want me to drop
4AM I was selling these rocks
Stacking money till I'm at the top
Ap and it's froze
Remember them nights it was cold
I ain't even have food on my stove
How you tried to fuck with my bro

Keep rapping till they say that I'm the great
Back then
I was looking bummy
I was looking dusty
But I told them to wait

I was from the bottom
All these pain and problems
I'm finna blossom
And They finna hate
If you got a problem
We packing them Ks

I'm coming in first right in this race
Gotta put all these Niggas in they place

I ain't talking bout Pixar cars, But we grew up on Route 66
In the jungle I gotta keep a stick
Your own brothers could switch up cause you rich
Stacking chips i'm counting every inch
At the bottom gotta get to the top
Told my momma this is all that I got
Told my Poppa that they want me to flop
I can not go
That's word to my bro-o
I will never sell my soul
Wasn't there when my pockets was low
Don't get mad when I'm stacking this Dough
Syrcul you made this
On the road to the top to the greatest
Don't know why these niggas even hating
Now it's my time to shine in the making



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Collado
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