ROAD RUNNIN' ft. OG Greg Lyrics

So Danville to Charlotte, North Carolina is 380 miles

The pickup on it is 24-7

And it delivers at 8am on Thursday

Hell yea

That's it

I'm a east side ridah, semi truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve up out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin'

State to state, grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing

I'm a east side rider, semi truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin'

State to state, grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing

I can tell by the way my business goin

I'ma increase

Anything we touch is golden

That ain't hard for you to see

I'm a black king, I get why they be targettin' me

Cause we was born with all the power, they can't take it from me

I realize

I'm in a space where I can chill, But I can't relax

Ain't missin' meals,

I ain't gotta slang crack or jack

I'm in the field for all the times we struggled and lacked

Findin' pieces to the puzzle, still puzzled bout that

I'm exhausted,

But ain't too tired to wake up, and go make a profit

I'ma miss my family, but strugglin' ain't a option

If you in the way of that, you simply baller blockin'

You know I'm a east side rider, semi truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve up out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin'

State to state, grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing

I'm a east side rider, semi truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve up out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin'

State to state, grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing

Back to the money, I'm road runnin'

Ain't nobody gon' feed us

Shippin' packs back and forth

Pullin' up at receiving

I need four dollars a mile, I ain't tryin' to break even

Lookin' like I'm worth ten dollars, but looks can't be deceivin'

I be puffin' on that delta 8

Sativa every evenin'

Why would I lose my CDLs over a eighth of reefer

It ain't what you do, it's how you do, but I ain't no teacher

Truckin' like the streets, movin' weight, but it's legal

I just did my 34

Had to re-up on some time, it's time to go

My lady be cryin' when I leave up out the door

Damn, I'm just tryin' to bring back bands through the door

You know that for sure

Cause I'm a Eastside rider, semi-truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve up out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin', state-to-state grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing

I'm an Eastside rider, semi-truck driver

Tryin' not to swerve up out my lane

Road runnin', I be slidin', state-to-state grindin'

I ain't worried about a damn thing