back on the road Lyrics

Damn it feel good to be back with my bros

Back in the drivers seat damn it feels good to be back on the road

Nothing on our backs but a sack and our clothes

And I'm wrapping it fat 'til the stash gettin' low and my lids gettin' lower

Kids on the block kickin' rocks pickin' clovers

The climb to the top never stop

So I'm putting in time on the clock for the watches and rovers

I'm watchin' for opps always checking my shoulder

Keep two to three locks on my door for the closure

Colder coat on going comatose on coated preroll roll up goin' toe to toe

I'm fuckin' numbing all my growing pains so I don't go insane

I won't lie I been praying that you feel the same

I can't hide behind the mask that I been wearing lately

I just hope that you don't fuckin' hate me