Lyrics

On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a On the On the On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a back again From east to west To get a check To clear my stress I know they hate just know I am blessed My momma straight Her bills are paid My sister too I'm working hard no interlude My brother wit me Dipped In Fendi On the move Catch the Xpres like my shoes We Meet up and moving all nights how we ball Ain't no love for those Who act different ways when behind a door Telling me we straight when u in my face Then be the first throwing shade like a new fade A big disgrace I love the hate It gives me strength To kill the noise No murder case I try to put it down for my city Though I'm the only one fucking wit me Always on the grind with my people Close the door on drama but they looking through the peep hole Yea I have some diamonds and I'm flyer than an eagle But all that means nothing if my pockets ain't equal On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a On the On the On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a back again Brother cold as a popsicle Over stepping each obstacle Taking losses not logical Run the game like a raging bull From North to south Through every route I never slouch I'm making moves without a doubt A money mission Pay attention At one time I didn't have a lot to piss in Growing from the struggle so I have to go in I do so that I can get my mom's a million Boss Made gang ain't no time for playing House in the hills yea I'm Cali staying Fresh to def Above the rest They hating hard and try to test But I ain't pressed Walk around town with that s on my chest Even kryptonite hoes can't stop my flex Always on the grind with my people Close the door on drama but they looking through the peep hole Yea I have some diamonds and I'm flyer than an eagle But all that means nothing if my pockets ain't equal On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a On the On the On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back again On the road from o h 10 to Houston then right back a back again
Writer(s): Michael Stover Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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