Road (feat. Macc Davis)

Back on the road Back on the road Back on shit won't fold Gotta get cash where I go Get bands on the low Man don't know when Imma go Waiting on the next episode Can't mess up a note Count right To the plug this go Why they mess up the code Don't tell, they don't know With the P's and the trees On the road Back on the road Got me thinking bout facts I ain't into showing love But she making me laugh Smoking till I go dumb I ain't thinking bout that She ain't feeling my mood Cause I'm really like that Back on the move Caddy on cruise Bring all the reef Came up from cruise Ain't knowing she Ain't knowing you Counting this money I spent all the blues Still bout my racks Probably mad that I ran it up Crazy part is man I'm still gonna run it up Leave it to me Changing in time from rough They gonna see Louis bags doubled up Case closed Done as f*ck Thinking I was dumb as f*ck Minding bout my business And they thinking I ain't done enough Doing things that I must Old ways that I trust New ways got it up Now gotta add it up But there's no subtracting us Just wrap it up Add it up Pack it up Got me some reasons to not answer that Couple months back Damn wouldn't hit me back Going through voicemails And that list be fat Didn't mean to, damn Couldn't call you back I was on the road really moving like that If I take that you ain't getting it back Back on the road Back on the road Back on shit won't fold Gotta get cash where I go Get bands on the low Man don't know when Imma go Waiting on the next episode Can't mess up a note Count right To the plug this go Why they mess up the code Don't tell, they don't know With the P's and the trees On the road Back on the road Can't do it like last time Fucked up my mood When thinking bad times Bags on the move Don't consider It Bad crime Work for what's mine And you know that the bag mine Made super size With chips I don't have fries Riding solo I'm trapping in polo Get rich or die trying That is the motto Still never done and I'm hoping they don't know Back on the road Back on the road Back on shit won't fold Gotta get cash where I go Get bands on the low Man don't know when Imma go Waiting on the next episode Can't mess up a note Count right To the plug this go Why they mess up the code Don't tell, they don't know With the P's and the trees On the road The people that need us, mistreat us And I cannot f*ck with you tryna defeat us Nah Nah, tripping to Venus, believe it And I been the realest since I was a fetus I know, keep it the cleanest conceal it I'm passing the tests like the answer I'm reading, yessir They fiending And I got the product I thought of some fire but then I forgot it I gotta deposit, banker I'm talking my wallet ain't folding again I can't be walking I'm frozen again Gas in the whip with the gas in my hand You may know me but my ones are the fam We had to sketch up a plan We had to get and move it and dodge twelve On that road but It's feeling more like hell One wrong move and you might be in jail cell I'm back on the road I'm back on the road Outside this cash won't fold No this cash won't fold I tried I tried, I'm back on the road I'm back on the road Outside this cash won't fold No this cash won't fold I tried