Voice of G - On The Way

There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow, slow, slow
Whipping in the civic
Thinking how I've been living
Blessed Through the high and lows
There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow slow slow
One hand on the wheel
And the other out the window
Singing While the breeze blows
I got a full tank of the gas
And a pocket full of cash
For the dank
To let the time pass
I packed my bags
With All of my swag
It's a weekend getaway
So Don't mind if I dance
My boss is looking like cruella De'vil
Piling the stress enough
To make
You swallow a pill
But it's okay cuz
I'm paying my bills
Getting my check
And I clock out for real
There's a little bit of traffic
And I'm having a thrill
If you're from MIA
Then you know deal
Whipping through the traffic
Is considered a skill
It's a fight for position
Yeah It's kill or be killed
I shuffle my playlist
While I get to rolling
Bumping POM
You should get to know them
Sipping Gatorade
While I rip the potent
A lot on my mind
I'll enjoy the solace
There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow, slow, slow
Whipping in the civic
Thinking how I've been living
Blessed Through the high and lows
There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow slow slow
One hand on the wheel
And the other out the window
Singing While the breeze blows
I Face Time my girl
Cuz she miss me
Says she wants to go Universal
And Disney
Bonnie and Clyde
Yeah We're Bobby and Whitney
She supports the grind
Even when I get busy
A true ride or die
In the days
Riding trains
Waiting for the jitney
I was Bumping illmatic
And loud cheese
The times are tough
It ain't always easy
But I'm always there
When she needs me
I Call my Dad
Yeah Said I'm on the way
Set the barbecue
I'll bring a whole case
Watch me bust a move
While Speakers play
That south Florida sound
Yeah all day
Meet up with the fam
And I put in park
I'm glad we made plans
Yeah welcome to the park
A place in my mind
Putting light in the dark
A place we can find
And you can be a part
There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow, slow, slow
Whipping in the civic
Thinking how I've been living
Blessed Through the high and lows
There's 300 miles to go
So I can take it slow slow slow
One hand on the wheel
And the other out the window
Singing While the breeze blows

Written by:
Isaac Gomez

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