Highway 95 pt.2

作曲：Hykeem Carter,Scott Bridgeway,Mark Williams,Raul Cubina,Billy Stewart

作词：Hykeem Carter,Scott Bridgeway,Mark Williams,Raul Cubina,Billy Stewart

I do love you

People say

People say love is just security

Ninety five speeding down the highway

Caught a ride got five on the gas tank

Sister gonna be some decent

I ain't never gonna be ** to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beat in

Runaway child sleeping on the highways

Growing up and going on a tirate

Thirteen I'm living in the ditches

I don't recall my mother in the kitchen

** school grades peaked in the fifth grade

Playin' video games was a temporary band

Aid outside got a zipper ** on me

I don't do ** but I hold it for the homies

I sit outside with nothin' feelin' lonely

No stamps at the end of the month so I'm hungry

Ninety five speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride got five on the gas tank

Mr gonna be some decent

I ain't never gonna be ** to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beating

Runaway child sleeping on the highways

Growing up and going on a tirade

Running out of wishes god doesn't listen

Broken home paper plates in the kitchen

Sometimes I forget that my mama's out existing

What am I without this government assistance

Riding ninety five hitch hiking on this highway

I got my clothes from the church

Last friday I hid everything can't trust my uncle

Andre these days I just wish I could fly away

Mama at the door about three in the morning

I wake up as a burden

I'm the kid that no one wanted

Abuses all around me I'm looking at them sideways

Thirteen I'm going on a tyrate

Twenty five speeding down the highway

Caught a ride

Got five on the gas tank

Sister gonna be some decent

I ain't never gonna be ** to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night

Every time I took a beating

Runaway child

Sleeping on the highways

Going up and going on a tirade

I been thinking all day

Gotta about five in the dresser by the ashtray

Cutting all ties

Put my five in the gas tank

I hope that that's enough

I'm about to hit the fast lane

I'm a soldier I make it all decent

Hit that dirty desert need that rent by the weekend

These **ing streets is filled with diseases

And pleasers and teachers

I never know what peace is I'm dreaming

Ninety five speeding down the highway

Caught a ride

Got five on the gas tank

Sister gonna be some decent

I ain't never gonna be ** to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night

Every time I took a beat in

Runaway child sleeping on the highways

Growing up and going on a tirate

Ninety five speeding down the highway

Caught a ride

Got five on the gas tank ninety five

Speeding down the highway

It's just a guarantee

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