Dame C-Note - Highway

FreeMoney shit
Yea
C-Note
Yea

Took the highway I'm in traffic with that pack bitch I been swervin
Shawty always say she fuck with me I'm me I treat her dirty
I pulled out the partments w them racks bitch I been servin
Cruisin wit that nina everywhere I keep that 30
Ima throw shots at who after me
I don't need no one else to look after me
I was raised in the field like a athlete
I don't know a bitch that ain't come back to me
I wish them niggas could see it they wouldn't believe it
The way we been workin
All of my niggas we eatin
It feel like a week ago we was jus hurtin

I won't go back I deserve it
I need them racks in a hurry
I'm in the trap wit a 30
We movin packs when it's early
These niggas cappin in verses
I brought a strap for the journey
If it ain't money it don't concern me
I jus threw bro the oop we play over the rim
If lil bro come to shoot then it's over for him
Better know what to do when you out in that field
Better watch how you moving yo mouth you get spilled
She a groupie she threw me the mouth on film
In the nu we be movin around wit that steel
Way we grew up we knew how to jugg how to steal
All my niggas start moving them ounces foreal

Remember the mission this shit to get paid
We in this bitch niggas hatin
I left my heart wit that bitch and she played
I keep that stick when I'm hittin the stage
These niggas trippin they get in the way
Glizzy extended get hit in the fade
I'm smokin shit out the zip playing spades
Free Boot and Triip got my dawgs in the cage
Where were you when I ain't have nothin
I jus put that 32 inside that handgun
I can't fuck her after you I fuck wit bad ones
Bitch it's family over friends I never had none
Yea

I won't go back I deserve it
I need them racks in a hurry
I'm in the trap wit a 30
We movin packs when it's early
These niggas cappin in verses
I brought a strap for the journey
If it ain't money it don't concern me
I jus threw bro the oop we play over the rim
If lil bro come to shoot then it's over for him
Better know what to do when you out in that field
Better watch how you moving yo mouth you get spilled
She a groupie she threw me the mouth on film
In the nu we be movin around wit that steel
Way we grew up we knew how to jugg how to steal
All my niggas start moving them ounces foreal

Written by:
Damien Crowder

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