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Koli Gustine - Down The Road Lyrics
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I gotta rap it for a living
Have the ladies catching' feelings
Stack the money to the ceilin'
Freshest in the buildin'
Call it higher livin'
Drown in all the love we given'
Bow before the true religion
Countin' up the counterfeiters
Feel like you have lost your spirit
Keep it up we know no limits
Hotter than the guys you trynna mimic
Brother always fly i need no ticket
Studier from surprise but now you dig it
Discovering your favorite rapper
That's me
Another f*cking hype we contain digits
Another f*ckin' hype they f*ckin feel it
She dancin' on my knob
I feel like gatsby
Got her wether than the jet-ski
F*ck police
We run like athletes

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told

Yeah
I've been lost before
But
Now i'm found
Aye
Look
On this road
That i chose
With my bro's
Money
And chasing hoes
I
Never froze
This how it goes
Uh
Nobody knows
Let's
Achieve our goals
Most of the time
People don't even have control
Doing what they told
F*ck it
That's getting old
I
Vision me doing everything
Before i get old
Uh
Properties get sold
My favorite cars they gettin drove
Uh
Basically what i'm saying
I need a lot of 0s
Uh
Money fall like snow
You plant the seed
Then it's gone grow
Uh
I been living in the fast lane
I hate when it go slow
But you gotta pre heat the oven
Before you put in the dough
Uhhh

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told

Live it up we living'
Give it up we givin'
Kiss the sky we pimpin'
Reachin' to the ceilin'
I'm your favorite villain
Look at how we kill it
Who's gone stop it
You don't know shit about it
You be on the fence about it
I can't live without it
Sing the place is crowded
Shine
You brothers doughtin'
Kept it real there's no discussion
You look so weird when you are bluffin'
I'm just trynna feel you suckers
I don't understand your rubbish
When i'm gonna get it
When they gonna feel it
From berlin to philly
Freshest in the city
Put it down i kill it
Place a beat i hit it
Trying me
I'm winnin'
Loaded like a semi
Send me all your money
Place a twist
I flip it
Faded

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
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I gotta rap it for a living
Have the ladies catching' feelings
Stack the money to the ceilin'
Freshest in the buildin'
Call it higher livin'
Drown in all the love we given'
Bow before the true religion
Countin' up the counterfeiters
Feel like you have lost your spirit
Keep it up we know no limits
Hotter than the guys you trynna mimic
Brother always fly i need no ticket
Studier from surprise but now you dig it
Discovering your favorite rapper
That's me
Another f*cking hype we contain digits
Another f*ckin' hype they f*ckin feel it
She dancin' on my knob
I feel like gatsby
Got her wether than the jet-ski
F*ck police
We run like athletes

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told

Yeah
I've been lost before
But
Now i'm found
Aye
Look
On this road
That i chose
With my bro's
Money
And chasing hoes
I
Never froze
This how it goes
Uh
Nobody knows
Let's
Achieve our goals
Most of the time
People don't even have control
Doing what they told
F*ck it
That's getting old
I
Vision me doing everything
Before i get old
Uh
Properties get sold
My favorite cars they gettin drove
Uh
Basically what i'm saying
I need a lot of 0s
Uh
Money fall like snow
You plant the seed
Then it's gone grow
Uh
I been living in the fast lane
I hate when it go slow
But you gotta pre heat the oven
Before you put in the dough
Uhhh

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told

Live it up we living'
Give it up we givin'
Kiss the sky we pimpin'
Reachin' to the ceilin'
I'm your favorite villain
Look at how we kill it
Who's gone stop it
You don't know shit about it
You be on the fence about it
I can't live without it
Sing the place is crowded
Shine
You brothers doughtin'
Kept it real there's no discussion
You look so weird when you are bluffin'
I'm just trynna feel you suckers
I don't understand your rubbish
When i'm gonna get it
When they gonna feel it
From berlin to philly
Freshest in the city
Put it down i kill it
Place a beat i hit it
Trying me
I'm winnin'
Loaded like a semi
Send me all your money
Place a twist
I flip it
Faded

Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
It's kind of odd
Place the doubt
On a session, oh yeah without the road
With some hope
Place the goat
With no stove
Clock strolls
Down the road
With some toad
Chase the money oh yeah without being told
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Writer: MCWAIN, MILLER, STEVENSON, BRAD XAVIER, DUSTIN GARRET MILLER, MICHAEL M KUMAGAI, TIMOTHY MCNUTT
Copyright: Lyrics © Raleigh Music Publishing LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Okoli Ebuka Augustine, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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