Testo Highway - Freeway feat. Rod
Testo della canzone Highway (Freeway feat. Rod), tratta dall'album Free Will
I got money in my vision
And even though a nigga taking them chances
Just to get it
Hoping somebody pray for me
Cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Got some business I gotta handle, cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Highway
It's just the life I'm living
I wasn't satisfied with the welfare cheese, and the rice I was given
Despite my intentions, I'm knee deep in it
And the 12 step system couldn't fight my addiciton
Right while you listening
It's somebody just like me with a key
Bumping white through your district
It's like that from Los Angeles to NY
Columbia to Memphis
It's senseless
What we do for them dollars and cents, since infants
They had us with our backs to the fences
And we react
Gorillas on the hunt for the stacks
And we wildin' till we get back, for instance
I got money in my vision
And even though a nigga taking them chances
Just to get it
Hoping somebody pray for me
Cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Got some business I gotta handle, cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Highway
My granny said "thank god for your life, thank god for your savior"
When we was strugglin', that savior should've saved us
Slipped 3 joints, thank god for the K-Cup
Young ghetto kids do it all for the paper
Ball, Spalding, y'all drawn
That flashy shit get you 10 years and a wake up
That's if you wake up
This the other side, phony friends lie
On you, your relationships break up
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 taking them chances
Just to get it
Hoping somebody pray for me
Cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Got some business I gotta handle, cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Highway
You gotta get the plate to eat the plate
Then you replace the plate, after you ate the plate
Right now, I ain't got a plate to eat
And my kids hate to wait, so I paper chase
I scrape the plate, I grind 8 to 8
Bully 9 to 5, they tell me "good luck, break a leg"
French 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 bitches where the 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
And even though a nigga taking them chances
Just to get it
Hoping somebody pray for me
Cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Got some business I gotta handle, cause I'm hitting the highway
Highway
Highway
Credits
Writer(s): Leslie Pridgen, Matthew Washington, Roderick Cudjo
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