Misguided
Might just speed all down the highway they can't catch me
I get that chicken count it up like we at zaxbys
It's a long way home riding on this backstreet
And twelve outside feel like all they did was harass me
If you ain't got no exotic you can't match me
I swear to god I'm ballin harder than a athlete
This life shit it ain't no race it ain't no track meet
And it ain't no way I'm letting one of these hoes trap me
I come in first can't come in last can't take no backseat
If i don't got my back who finna back me
Just copped this glock now I'm tryna get a macky
And Ima keep it on my hip just like some khakis
That money come my way i get excited
On this road all alone i feel misguided
Like which path I'm finna take i can't decide it
Go back broke won't have a choice i guess I'm sliding
And i always watch my six i can't get blinded
She said she looking for my heart I'm tryna find it
But shawty trippin I'm just tryna get behind it
And she can't get none of this love i never mind it
Might just speed all down the highway they can't catch me
I get that chicken count it up like we at zaxbys
It's a long way home riding on this backstreet
And twelve outside feel like all they did was harass me
If you ain't got no exotic you can't match me
I swear to god I'm ballin harder than a athlete
This life shit it ain't no race it ain't no track meet
And it ain't no way I'm letting one of these hoes trap me
I get that chicken count it up like we at zaxbys
It's a long way home riding on this backstreet
And twelve outside feel like all they did was harass me
If you ain't got no exotic you can't match me
I swear to god I'm ballin harder than a athlete
This life shit it ain't no race it ain't no track meet
And it ain't no way I'm letting one of these hoes trap me
I come in first can't come in last can't take no backseat
If i don't got my back who finna back me
Just copped this glock now I'm tryna get a macky
And Ima keep it on my hip just like some khakis
That money come my way i get excited
On this road all alone i feel misguided
Like which path I'm finna take i can't decide it
Go back broke won't have a choice i guess I'm sliding
And i always watch my six i can't get blinded
She said she looking for my heart I'm tryna find it
But shawty trippin I'm just tryna get behind it
And she can't get none of this love i never mind it
Might just speed all down the highway they can't catch me
I get that chicken count it up like we at zaxbys
It's a long way home riding on this backstreet
And twelve outside feel like all they did was harass me
If you ain't got no exotic you can't match me
I swear to god I'm ballin harder than a athlete
This life shit it ain't no race it ain't no track meet
And it ain't no way I'm letting one of these hoes trap me
Credits
Writer(s): De'vio Precil
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