On The Road Lyrics

Long nights in the cold

There's hella bodies on the road

The Reaper coming for his soul

There's some shit that you don't know I gotta go

Feds tried to pin me down, but I swear I ain't tell a soul

Ain't no clockin out, my Richard Millie gotta match the Rolls

Niggas talk like bitches niggas really, really, really switching roles

Shawty wanna fuck me she a little itty bitty hoe

Lil itty bitty hoe

Why you begging me for more

Why you banging on my door

Tryna bang me in the dark

Let's just go back to the start

Before it all just fell apart

Now my heart is in the trenches and I don't know where to start no

I been really, really working hard

Plotting on a Rafe a nigga tryna see the stars

Cybertruck then Model X we going straight to Mars

Put me courtside and now I'm dancing with the stars

Hang with my niggas, them niggas really hittas

I really hang with gorillas, them niggas really some killas

Yo Esko flick him a picture

We tried to make him a member until he made us remember that cold night in December

This some shit I wish I could forget

Talking to the mic, I'm tryna push it off the chest

Money conversations only talking to the best

I'm really prototypical, ain't got the time to rest

Body for body

You niggas think it's a hobby, when niggas hop in the lobby

And we just fuck on your shawty's, and now she calling out shotty

We left that bitch at the party, and now she calling out sorry

A hit and run, it's a robbery

Had a conversation with THAGAWDS

Phone blowin up, wait shit it's THE MOB

AMPED UP we really taking shit to the SKAI

Two puff pass ganja smoking with THE GUYS

Long nights on the road

Streets is getting hella cold

Can't nobody save his soul

He look around like he don't know

Streets is getting hella cold

Can't nobody save his soul

Can't nobody save his soul

Long nights on the road

Streets is getting hella cold

There's hella bodies on the road

A nigga act like he don't know

A nigga act like he don't know

A nigga act like he don't know