Текст песни
T-Rawley. M-m-money always. I got money in my vision. That's right. And even though a nigga takin' them Chances, South is sendin' just to get it. Hopin' somebody pray for me. Pray for me. Got the product in the rental 'cause I'm hittin' the highway, highway. Got some business I gotta handle 'cause I'm hittin' The highway, highway, highway. Let's go, let's go. It's just the life I'm livin'. I wasn't satisfied with the welfare cheese and the Rice I was given. Uh-huh. Despite my intentions, I'm knee-deep in the 12-step System couldn't fight my addiction. Damn. Write while you listen. There's somebody just like me with a key bumpin' Right through your district. It's like that from Los Angeles to NY, Men ride, District of Columbia to Memphis. It's senseless what we do for them dollars and Cents. Since infants, they had us with our back To the fences. And we react, gorillas on the Hunt for the stacks, and we wild until we Get back, for instance. I got money in my Vision. And even though a nigga takin' them chances, South is sendin' just to get it. Hopin' somebody pray for me. Pray for me. Got the product in the rental 'cause I'm hittin' the highway, highway. Highway. Got some business I gotta handle 'cause I'm hittin' The highway, highway, highway. My granny said, "Thank God for your life. Thank God for your savior." Uh-huh. When we were strugglin', that savior shoulda Saved us. That's Flipped three joints, thank God for The cake up. Yeah. Young ghetto kids do it All for the paper. Ball, Spalding, y'all drawn. That flashy shit get you ten years and a Wake up. Damn. That's if you wake up. It's the other side, phony friends lie on you, Your relationships break up. Uh-huh. New pies to break up. Had a dream the cops rushed my door, red Beams from my face to my waist up. Hold up, tried to grab my gat, but I Shook up. Right before my body broke up, I woke up. I got money in my vision. And even though a nigga takin' them chances, South is sendin' just to get it. Hopin' somebody pray for me. Pray for me. Got the product in the rental 'cause I'm hittin' the highway, highway. Highway. Got some business I gotta handle 'cause I'm hittin' The highway, highway, highway. Let me talk to one more time. Rule is you gotta get the plate to eat The plate. Uh-huh. Then you replace the plate after You ate the plate. That's right, Right now I Ain't got a plate to eat and my kids Hate to wait. So I paper chase. I straight the blade, I grind eight to eight. Believe nine-five, they tell me good luck, break a Leg. Prince, Montana with the coke, tryna make a Wave. While I'm gone, I hope my folks don't Forget to pray. I hope I get to lay on them beaches Where them rich people get to lay when they Vacay. But as of now, I got them pounds In the rental. You will never catch me naked, Well-protected by the AK. I got money in my vision. Hey, even though a nigga takin' them chances, South is sendin' just to get it. Hopin' somebody pray for me. Got the product in the rental 'cause I'm hittin' The highway, highway. Highway. Got some business I gotta handle 'cause I'm Hittin' the highway, highway, highway. Rawley.
ROD — Highway
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