I-85 Lyrics

Get in my mood cut off the world a lot of shit be on my mind

Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by

I don't trust a bitch they'll sit there in your face and tell a lie

Need an airport, the way I put shit on uh-huh yeah, I stay fly

Tryna run game on me ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy

We gotta stick up in the car every time that we ride

Doin' a hunnit on the interstate, goin' down I-85

Got drugs all in the car, we hittin the gas, ain't servin' time

Antisocial, Ion really post nothin', never put folks in my bidness

Same nigga say he love you, he don't wanna see you winnin

I love money, it give me a better feelin' than chasin' after these women

Fuck, I look like ventin I roll a blunt and that's gon' do the healin

These niggas envy can't get caught slippin', I'm always on my pivot

Went to college and I dropped out, just somethin' bout them benjies

Jumped in the streets, but lord knows I wish that I had didn't

But it's life and I take chances, and whatever that come with it

Straight out the mud, I want it all, like a shovel, I'm gon' dig it

I'ma go get it, fuck who in my way, ain't kno knockin' me out my position

Tryna be sober, but I love drugs, can't lie, I'm really tempted

Still a mama's boy, but I changed now, I'm grown and now shit different

Dad was a gangsta as a child, I can't lie, I looked up to him

What he did, he never kept it from me, guess thats why I was influenced

Fell in love with a bitch at a young age, yeah, I was stupid

Fell in love again, goddamn, man somebody, come kill Cupid

Know some real, (shh) can't say no names, just know my guys, they ruthless

I love money, if I ain't have legs, a nigga still gon' chase it

Rockin' designer, I'm a trendsetter, ain't nothin' bout me been basic

Havin' my way with this shit, stayin' down, I'm just bein patient

Got a fetish for dead niggas, talkin' bout them blue dam faces

Oh, she fuck with him? And think I'm suppose to care

Say she love me, but next week, she fuckin' on somebody else

Cold-hearted, I can't trust nobody but my fuckin' self

Get in my mood, cut off the world, a lot of shit be on my mind

Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by

Don't trust a bitch, they'll sit, there in yo face, and tell a lie

Need an airport, the way I put shit on yeah, I stay fly

Tryna run game on me, ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy

Got a stick in the car, every time that we ride

Do the hunnid on the interstate, goin' down I-85

Got drugs all in the car, we hittin' the gas ain't servin time

Niggas hatin' they pocket watchin tried to run off in my bro crib

Junebug, he mad as fuck, he ready to slide, I know he is

Told them boys stay off the internet with that shit, they gotta chill

Been makin' plays like Tom Brady, gooda Gronk up in that field

Real recognize real, ain't gotta tell me that you is

Bro geeked up, he constantly hurtin', so he gon' throw back pills

I'm constantly hurtin', but I keep goin', I don't know how to feel

In love with money, bitch, I need my dollar bill