Hiway
Yeah, music mode, getting old
Mista Murray, me eye dem feel blurry
Yuh see it? Here's the thing
That's the move
You gon fool around and end up deep on the highway
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around (fool around) when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (movin on), means you wanna get down
If someone run game on me
Ain't on him no shame on him that's shame on me
When lies are blatant it's plain to see
Between the keys where the haters be
Upon the screen where they faces be
I run the scene from A to Z
So if someone throw shade on me
Man it ain't a thing it look great on me
Please, I been living under them trees
Been running them beats, running them heats
And I live life in the fast lane I don't need none of them cleats
Some of them teach, some of them run an dem bleach
Some of dem gun an dem thief
Solomon teach all of man weak
So we don't follow them down to they peak
Preach
You gon fool around and end up deep on the highway
(Deep on the highway)
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (moving on), means you wanna get down
Knock knocking on heaven's door, got no answer, rang the bell
Prodigal son I'm back home, they wouldn't let me in, blame myself
Said I need your help, need that wealth
They said free yourself, go be yourself
Spent my time trying to be someone I wouldn't recognize if meet myself
We Photoshop it ever time we drop it
Shape the image to keep it poppin
Postin often, trollers stalkin, only option roll or block them
Guess the Gram much better than real life
How it look more important than it feel like
We bananas and you wonder what it peel like
Going ham what it squeal like
For these chickens up in my coop
Figure I bubble that soup
When that pot boil I'm hot for you then don't trouble that dude
Done with that roof
Dealing with a glass ceiling, windows are gone, plaster's peeling
Them hoes are bad, the pastor's stealing
We bout to black and you catching feelings
You gon fool around (fool around) and end up deep on the highway
(Deep on the highway)
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around (fool around) when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (moving on), means you wanna get down
Mista Murray, me eye dem feel blurry
Yuh see it? Here's the thing
That's the move
You gon fool around and end up deep on the highway
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around (fool around) when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (movin on), means you wanna get down
If someone run game on me
Ain't on him no shame on him that's shame on me
When lies are blatant it's plain to see
Between the keys where the haters be
Upon the screen where they faces be
I run the scene from A to Z
So if someone throw shade on me
Man it ain't a thing it look great on me
Please, I been living under them trees
Been running them beats, running them heats
And I live life in the fast lane I don't need none of them cleats
Some of them teach, some of them run an dem bleach
Some of dem gun an dem thief
Solomon teach all of man weak
So we don't follow them down to they peak
Preach
You gon fool around and end up deep on the highway
(Deep on the highway)
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (moving on), means you wanna get down
Knock knocking on heaven's door, got no answer, rang the bell
Prodigal son I'm back home, they wouldn't let me in, blame myself
Said I need your help, need that wealth
They said free yourself, go be yourself
Spent my time trying to be someone I wouldn't recognize if meet myself
We Photoshop it ever time we drop it
Shape the image to keep it poppin
Postin often, trollers stalkin, only option roll or block them
Guess the Gram much better than real life
How it look more important than it feel like
We bananas and you wonder what it peel like
Going ham what it squeal like
For these chickens up in my coop
Figure I bubble that soup
When that pot boil I'm hot for you then don't trouble that dude
Done with that roof
Dealing with a glass ceiling, windows are gone, plaster's peeling
Them hoes are bad, the pastor's stealing
We bout to black and you catching feelings
You gon fool around (fool around) and end up deep on the highway
(Deep on the highway)
Movin on (movin on), oh you wanna get down (you wanna get down)
Don't fool around (fool around) when rollin deep on the highway (deep on the highway)
Moving on (moving on), means you wanna get down
Credits
Writer(s): David Smith
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