Route 8 Baby
I just got off the exit on Route eight
It's a man on the corner with a sign in his hand
I don't think a lot of us was really far away
Cause the only way I know is the hard way
But for now I need a break somewhere far away
I need to go
And I'm going away because I need to go
But I bet my number still say three three oh
But right now I don't wanna call y'all
Gotta get right, doing that at all costs
I was seventeen riding with a sawed off
Oh no, never was a fan of the small talk
So let's get to business, we took all the Ls
So let's get to winning cause you only fail
If you quick to quit it, say you want it well
You gotta go and get it
Make it happen
Getting tired of talking cause I hate the capping
Cause I'm getting older and the days are passing
Hate love, hate love, hate love, hate the trapping
Still a call for pounds and get em straight to Akron, Ha
Still in the crib with just me
Still take my pistol to sleep
I'm still the same in a way
Still got good aim with a K
I just got off the exit on Route Eight
It's a man on the corner with a sign in his hand
I don't think a lot of us was really far away
Cause the only way I know is the hard way
But for now I need a break somewhere far away
I need to go
And I'm going away because I need to go
But I bet my numbers still say three three oh
It's a man on the corner with a sign in his hand
I don't think a lot of us was really far away
Cause the only way I know is the hard way
But for now I need a break somewhere far away
I need to go
And I'm going away because I need to go
But I bet my number still say three three oh
But right now I don't wanna call y'all
Gotta get right, doing that at all costs
I was seventeen riding with a sawed off
Oh no, never was a fan of the small talk
So let's get to business, we took all the Ls
So let's get to winning cause you only fail
If you quick to quit it, say you want it well
You gotta go and get it
Make it happen
Getting tired of talking cause I hate the capping
Cause I'm getting older and the days are passing
Hate love, hate love, hate love, hate the trapping
Still a call for pounds and get em straight to Akron, Ha
Still in the crib with just me
Still take my pistol to sleep
I'm still the same in a way
Still got good aim with a K
I just got off the exit on Route Eight
It's a man on the corner with a sign in his hand
I don't think a lot of us was really far away
Cause the only way I know is the hard way
But for now I need a break somewhere far away
I need to go
And I'm going away because I need to go
But I bet my numbers still say three three oh
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Writer(s): Alexander Kazoun
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