Lost on a Lonely Road

First off my background to everything for everyone who ever wanted

uh huh ok , ye lets go

first of all i live the life i deserve , noone to find , fighting to surve

motherfuckers look down on me , killing people for the fun of the streets

noone hurting , killing now im hurting , think i killed it

i live this life 2.47 take u down with ma AK47 , gold guns , big wheels

and officially G fuck it got fuckers pulling up me

speed for the people who shoot for the death of the hood no Niggas lefft

 

LOST i AM LOST

on a motherfucking lonely road

heart cut blood bone cold

ive sold my efforts for religion

no drugs no weed just a house full of lonely Gs

its ma road , Llonely Road

 

fight lock load going into auto mode

no looking back hitin another track , hit crack

of the hungry motherfuckers that i work on swan ton bomb

hitting in a lonely cycle , im living and killing for ma own survival

fuck it hit HIGH note nope ... getting dope fuck it were coacked

force feeding if i aint up then i aint breathing

and i hit em and say , lets go get em my place

 

AM I LOST

on a stone cold white dusty load

hit clack back tack another 1 ready going to the tracks

ive done more time than you have seen

spending it on drugs she seen she screamed

ive got no other attachments just the people i like to hang with

Tto Cold , Llonely Road

 

last track hit it for the mac got something aint 6pac

got more ammo i aint taking it back , more coast , beef roast

wishing i was eating , talk back smacking off that goal post

hurry , hurry , hurry up wont lock up prepare to get shut up

the playground i was found in is my hunting ground for a living

it aint all nicy nice , get me more Gs and we aint buying ice

 

its my heart ma Big guns motherfucker ride with or colide with

Motherfucker aint not go grammy gotta tell u something

 

its pour post , Llonely Road!