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ON THE ROAD 2 (feat. SME BANDMAN NERO) Video (MV)






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Okay, double cup I'm leanin' codeine got me feignin'
Flip a nigga block with 2-3 Glocks, don't need no beam in
All these racks up in my safe, check my account feel like I'm dreamin'
Heard these niggas talkin' cash but they ain't havin' no funds
F*ck it off and make it back, you boys ain't havin' no yun
I done touched so much pape in this 10 year run
Before I caught my case man I was ridin' round dumb
Thirty racks in all faces with a fifty round drum, yeah
I was ridin' with them reapers hit them cuts shit get lethal
Homicide check on your peoples, yeah
Know that you dyin' if we meet you
Hollow tip they quick to eat you
Then we slidin' them stigmas, yeah
When shot fired shit get evil
His toe tagged at the cleaners
You can tell that I'm the boss from my demeanor
Some pussy niggas still switch up but we don't need em'
I've been walkin' alone down this long long road
Bought every color of Moncler because my heart so cold
Took us a while but we winnin', yeah
Same faces from the beginnin', yeah
Some people they switched up but I don't give a f*ck
Got different jewelry in the safe, it cost a hundred plus
Got different choppers in the place if people runnin' up
These niggas play like they want smoke until it filled they lungs
These F'n bullets hit your body, leave em' coughing blood
Have these niggas scared of the dark, the way we spinnin
My lil niggas play, wish they ain't have problems because we winning
Quick to flip they block, I'm in the top too many shots start firing
And if we see police it's a new high speed, I bet this car start flying
It was a new high speed every week
This damn near like number five
I'm not surprised at them lil boys ain't never slide
I swear to God
I wasn't breaking in cars just to joyride
This ain't Call of Duty you don't get no damn self-revive
But I'm in that War Zone
Foenem smoking dead opps, damn near f*ckin' up the ozone
Gotta ride with this Uzi cause they see my money gettin' long
I remember she ain't wanna do me, now she wanna f*ck me cause I'm makin' songs
They ah put sum racks on your head just to make sure you dead
Shots fired them bullets flew with the wind
I can't tell no lie about the shit I done did, the only time I lied is when I'm talkin' to pigs
You can look me in my eyes but still won't know how I feel
I've seen a hundred racks in all dubs way before a deal
Don't talk about what you had, what you made this year ?
You can't pull a cool 10 out you can't even sit near
I've been walkin' alone down this long long road
Bought every color of Moncler because my heart so cold
Took us a while, but we winnin', yeah
Same faces from the beginnin', yeah
Some people they switched up but I don't give a f*ck
Got different jewelry in the safe, it cost a hundred plus
Got different choppers in the place if people runnin' up
These niggas play like they want smoke until it filled they lungs
These F'n bullets hit your body, leave em coughing blood
Have these niggas scared of the dark, the way we spinnin
My lil niggas play, wish they ain't have problems because we winning
Quick to flip they block, I'm in the top too many shots start firing
And if we see police it's a new high speed, I bet this car start flying
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Okay, double cup I'm leanin' codeine got me feignin'
Flip a nigga block with 2-3 Glocks, don't need no beam in
All these racks up in my safe, check my account feel like I'm dreamin'
Heard these niggas talkin' cash but they ain't havin' no funds
F*ck it off and make it back, you boys ain't havin' no yun
I done touched so much pape in this 10 year run
Before I caught my case man I was ridin' round dumb
Thirty racks in all faces with a fifty round drum, yeah
I was ridin' with them reapers hit them cuts shit get lethal
Homicide check on your peoples, yeah
Know that you dyin' if we meet you
Hollow tip they quick to eat you
Then we slidin' them stigmas, yeah
When shot fired shit get evil
His toe tagged at the cleaners
You can tell that I'm the boss from my demeanor
Some pussy niggas still switch up but we don't need em'
I've been walkin' alone down this long long road
Bought every color of Moncler because my heart so cold
Took us a while but we winnin', yeah
Same faces from the beginnin', yeah
Some people they switched up but I don't give a f*ck
Got different jewelry in the safe, it cost a hundred plus
Got different choppers in the place if people runnin' up
These niggas play like they want smoke until it filled they lungs
These F'n bullets hit your body, leave em' coughing blood
Have these niggas scared of the dark, the way we spinnin
My lil niggas play, wish they ain't have problems because we winning
Quick to flip they block, I'm in the top too many shots start firing
And if we see police it's a new high speed, I bet this car start flying
It was a new high speed every week
This damn near like number five
I'm not surprised at them lil boys ain't never slide
I swear to God
I wasn't breaking in cars just to joyride
This ain't Call of Duty you don't get no damn self-revive
But I'm in that War Zone
Foenem smoking dead opps, damn near f*ckin' up the ozone
Gotta ride with this Uzi cause they see my money gettin' long
I remember she ain't wanna do me, now she wanna f*ck me cause I'm makin' songs
They ah put sum racks on your head just to make sure you dead
Shots fired them bullets flew with the wind
I can't tell no lie about the shit I done did, the only time I lied is when I'm talkin' to pigs
You can look me in my eyes but still won't know how I feel
I've seen a hundred racks in all dubs way before a deal
Don't talk about what you had, what you made this year ?
You can't pull a cool 10 out you can't even sit near
I've been walkin' alone down this long long road
Bought every color of Moncler because my heart so cold
Took us a while, but we winnin', yeah
Same faces from the beginnin', yeah
Some people they switched up but I don't give a f*ck
Got different jewelry in the safe, it cost a hundred plus
Got different choppers in the place if people runnin' up
These niggas play like they want smoke until it filled they lungs
These F'n bullets hit your body, leave em coughing blood
Have these niggas scared of the dark, the way we spinnin
My lil niggas play, wish they ain't have problems because we winning
Quick to flip they block, I'm in the top too many shots start firing
And if we see police it's a new high speed, I bet this car start flying
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Writer: Derron Bromfield, Kenyon Clemons
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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