I'm try this machine one more time man
Put one more coin in this shit right here lemme see
Let's go
Ohh Yo I hit
We rich my niggaz We rich Ha ha
Koch whattup
No more lookin back now n***a
It is what it is b***h I'm ready
For the road again I got my money
My passport
My gun is loaded
n***a I'm ready
For the road again I got my weed
A couple niggaz
Some liquor the new Madden
I'm ready
For the road again I'm in your town puttin it down
Bankheadin and all that
I'm ready
For the road again I'm goin back out my niggaz
All aboard bitches OWW
Hey yo my momma struggled for me
Poppa juggled for me
My niggaz huddled for me
They said you gotta let em off
Let him do his thing
Y'all ain't tryin to work with him
Let him spread his wings
Let him go out in the world see a couple things
Sheek Louch
See what's workin for him
See who chirpin for him
For what shows
And what label is lurkin for him
D-Block
I got it bitin ma I've been writin ma
I've cut down on drinkin but I've been lightened ma
You've gotta see my stage show
I'm excitin ma
Your boy nice I'm nice dropped my album
Did around 400
I expected double
I guess they didn't want it
Niggaz stayin blunted walk with me zit
We can pop it in
And you ain't gotta touch shit
Anyway; back to the drawin board
I'm independent now
Whoever with me all aboard
Hold on son hey yo Foolz rewind
That back my n***a
I think I forgot gotta tell em a more shit
That happened between me and shit
Aight that's far enough let's go
Hey yo anyway
Kadar about to leave ha ha
P comin home Ruff Ryders lil seed yeah
Kiss asked Why how kids gotta die
To Mr George Bush
And his sales hit the sky
Ja reached out with this New York idea New Yorrrrrrk
Kiss from the hood
So he was like hell yeah
50 gettin mad came out with Piggy Bank
That was probably the best song he had
We had to shit on him uh-huh
Game quit on him yeah
Now we got it locked
Like we sicked the pit on him
We're takin meetings
But we don't wanna go major
Cause we know how these artists takin beatings
Plus I seen how these down South niggaz do it
Eight dollars Shit
I could get used to it
Look at Lil Jon n***a got his own fluid Get Crunk
Ying Yang and them
They can show you how to do it
Now I'm gettin crunk with Koch and them
All these new niggaz spittin
I'm watchin them
I got a thousand songs like Pac
And them
And niggaz prayin for me like Ak
And them yeah
My son is born I'm back alive
I caught a DWI tryin to drink and drive damn
I'm huggin the bottle
I'm hittin the throttle
Got a beat tape playin tryin to think some bars
Like weed I just put em in my mental jars
Til I get up in the booth
And space out like Mars oh
I'm ready for it uh huh I already saw it
A lot of shit about to change
Niggaz can't ignore it
For the road again
I got my money
My passport
My gun is loaded
n***a I'm ready
For the road again I got my weed
A couple niggaz
Some liquor the new Madden
I'm ready
For the road again I'm in your town puttin it down
Bankheadin and all that
I'm ready
For the road again I'm goin back out my niggaz
All aboard bitches OWW
For the road again
