the road is never gonna end On this road there's a lotta, hills and mountains Peaks and valleys Even a lot of potholes on this road It's never smooth, on the road
took it on the road (to the riches) on the road (to the ghetto) on the roooooad (in the project to this bangin instrumental) on the road (ride with
in it is all i gotta say when you on the high way, thats what you play i gave em er'thing i had yea its all i got n if that aint enough then gimme back
the master suite leave every piece in the masterhall All about money tied in a know stand over there Thats why I make it happen on blocks Brazil cut
at the walls Automatic weapons on the floor, but who can you call? My down bitch, one who live by the code Put this music shit aside, get it in on the road
it beans, it's gassed up if it thinks it's stopping me I'ma be what I set out to be, without a doubt, undoubtably And all those who look down on me,
her Thinking bout me Thinkin bout us (us) What we gunna be? Open my eyes, (Yeah) it was only just a dream... So I travel back (uh) down that road (road
t got a care in the world There's only me and you, girl Back on the road with you again, baby Sweet life, well, honey, you're my best life And all because
if this life gets the best of me And all the fame starts to fade away Just know our love made history And the next life is a better place If they announced it on
just passing through. Verse 2: I dig in my heals and try to slow this down, I want my life to revolve around everything you do, aw but that's all up
There's still black marks on that county road Where we drag raced our pickups and mustangs And weathered all the sun and rain And to this day up on that
into a pot of gold. I been there, done that, I ain't looking back on the seeds I've sown. Savin' dimes spendin' too much time on the telephone. Who says
as I could, I tried to find a new face There isn't one of these lines that I would erase I left a million mile of memories on that road Every step I
and I'll dust her But she knows that, keeps a gat Works much plastic, always stays on phat She said she loves me Looks deep in my eyes, sometimes cries, all
where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all
't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So player, don't sleep Gees take the game on the road to Minnesota Supermarket's all sold out on baking soda