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Road less traveled I'll ride
With this revolver by my side
Sweet speed of cocaine
Friends deep in the dope game

Well, mama I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you

This city is a symphony
That never seems to be in key
I've tasted every sin
Spit 'em out and I tried again

Well, mama I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you

I hold myself accountable
For everything that I have done
Constant heat beneath my feet
I guess a glimpse of what's to come

Well, mama I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
Well, mama I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home

Well, mama I don't think I'm gone
Don't think I'm ever gonna make it back home
To you



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Writer(s): Timothy Dairl Carr
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