Lil B

Lil B - Freeway Trips lyrics

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Yeah, this that dope round music

This that highway music

Y’all miss freeway on this highway of life

Riding and smoking, selling shit

Don’t know what we gotta do

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to sell this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to bang this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know

My lifetime, my lifetime

Big book of crime, no stop signs

I’m on top of the world but I’m lacking the mind

I move too fast, I ain’t waiting in line

Use my brain everyday, I ain’t wasting my time

People eating off my fate and I ain’t making a dime

I feel so sad, feel so mad

God took from my heart ain’t no one care

Gotta take this long drive, get my thoughts together

Nothing makes sense when you’re awful weather

And I know the freeway like the back of my hand

Know what exit to get off with the rest I’ve said

Get your hands cleaned and go slow that pack

Truck drivers holding bags, and they load in cans

That’s the life for me, kick the freeway

This the life for me, fuck what he say, look

This that highway music,

This that highway music

This that highway music

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to sell this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to bang this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know

When I’m riding in my car wear 3 ...chains

Got a bible in the back that I never read

So I keep my face strong as I’m clear my hand

Money in the book, if you read it, you’re blessed

Stocked my food up for the winter, I can’t go hungry

Freeway trips and I ain’t have no money

You can look me in my eyes I look fine

I practice everyday to hide the pain inside

I’m on last way, my feeling come next week

Bill collectors at the door

Don’t tell them I’m home

Gotta gas up the whip, get out of the zone

Gotta ship off the zone, praying I’ll make it home

It’s a sadness generation, the pain

I’m looking for a sunny day

Cause it’s always raining

Feels like I’m in Seattle cause the gloomy days

But I guarantee you gonna be ok on the freeway

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to sell this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know

Fin to hit the freeway, fin to bang this dope

Taking trips on the breeze, don’t no one know.

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