Lonely Road

Toss a match on the fucking caurosine
My mind TNT'ing, what I don't know what I'm seeing
Why should I tell niggas who really wouldn't believe it
A small black nigga who had dreams of achieving
Anything he dreamed of
If he just believed it
Like my nigga got a future, but my nigga can't forsee it
Crazy how life work, take a life then life works
One day you put em in hearse, next day you in hearse
Now look at this nigga, want a refund cause his life don't work
Like why my life, feeling like, when the lights don't work
Why the only light I'm seeing is the spark of the blunt
I gotta blunt right here, I guess ill spark it or sum
I got demons on my mind, demons on my mind
I got demons on my mind, demons on my mind
Demons on my back
Word to chiropractic ass niggas
Who think they can go toe to toe ass backward (Ass-backward nigga)
Niggas quick to grip a pump, like asthmatics
But shit its a habit
Niggas think they the shit, till life give em a laxative
Then I realized bad shit only happens... when it's in your system

Ooooouuu
Ooooouuu
Ooooouuu

If I see god I won't ask for forgiveness
Cause during acts of sinning no damn well I was grinning
I pray to god that a nigga go to heaven
The devil knocking on my door 24/7



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Writer(s): Mason Martin
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