Testi:
Freeway On My Own

dimes move hits like nicks On ya mind like all the time On ya station like heavy rotation Used to be on my grind like on the line It's because I'm all on my own

Traduzione: Superstrada. On My Own.

done got my roam on, buzzed with the oldies on Didn't really care, it was like ("Nigga, bring yo' ass on") Yeah, one day rollin' with my straps I got

is innocence: a dying bloody mess This is children playing while monsters wait in the closet With baited teeth, ready to strike Slit my throat from the inside I'll choke on my own

my life, my life, my life, my life Stuck in the box *I can't go on this way* Young Chris: (I feel you big homie, Young gunner) [Young Chris] Straight

same, talk the same, drive the same Dress the same, shoot the same, fuck the same But this is Ro and I got my own game I drive through lyrics like I'm riding on the freeway

it into the song) I'm on a freeway to nowhere Running on empty time I gotta ticket to somewhere, anywhere A long way down the line I wanna go on the red

fucked up Swervin' down the freeway, spillin' my cup Tryin' take you out this rap on the Underbelly He ain't shit, he 'bout ta be in the trunk smelly By me and my

But I'll still put a slug in a nigga BRAAT Real funny I went gold but get money on the road And I own a hundred percent of my publishing nigga [Announcer