what I thought you were Faking And then I put up The walls I'd been making It's so clear, that pushing You away, Could be the only way It's so clear
Can't get ahead, walkin on a thread, a tightrope Can't cope, don't be a dope, have a little bit of hope Runnin your scope on affairs You have to be aware
magazine Popped it inside the AR-15 Put it aside, round up the regime While you rely on religion, I hold a nine on the mission, to pull fire on your opposition
magazine Popped it inside the ar-15 Put it aside, round up the regime While you rely on religion, I hold a nine On the mission, to pull fire on your opposition
just a pimps, players, Mack daddies, East Point It's all about that ses in yo chest It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin' No more than 65 on
Trappers Or Take About Any Bread [Verse 2: Bishop Lamount] Let Me Welcome You To The Ride Along Where Fools Babble On & On And Labels Just Confused
take it to the Ho-Jo, bitch Just let you know, yeah Chorus(2X): [Big Boi] It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin No more than 65 on 85 off
it to the Ho-Jo, bitch Just let you know, yeah Chorus(2X): [Big Boi] It's on my friend, on the road again, I'm travelin No more than 65 on 85 off in
play with Barbies? I'ma curer talk shit like a sewer crew [scratching] I hope my legendary style Or Rap lives on [PSC] Promoters like us on their flyers
night you pray Standin on the corner, bound to be a goner And this is how it's gonna be [Hook x4: D] In the dope game, dope game (Be a star in the) [
it, grindin' on the double nine Find plenty ways to get the money, me money 'Cause then I'm a splurge on my kind Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine Yeah,
