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lance pique - ahead (back on the road) lyrics

i’m back on the road
i’m taking it all
i’m getting my bands
and i’m finna ball
they counted me out
thought i was dead
they come at ya neck
when you get ahead
i’m back on the road
i’m taking it all
i’m getting my bands
and i’m finna ball
they counted me out
thought i was dead
cut me a check
gimme the bread

back to city & back to the block
back to the bag like i’m making a drop
still pulling up like a new pair a socks
back to the bars, i’m calling the shots
heat in the trunk turn your crew into crocs
dreading the way that i got it on lock
begging for smoke when the barrel get hot
got kush in the bowl but they calling it pot
dodging the cell like a landline
n-gg-s be wasting my d-mn time
boy when i bang i just let the clip hang
give a f-ck about you and your hand signs
finna go back to my old ways
carrying ‘cain like old age
nah i’m just playing, i’m g-ssing it up
while i’m smoking a blunt full of road rage
burning a gram of that eq
cover my tracks like gq
chilly as f-ck on my neck & my wrist
so my cold shoulder on dq
ain’t got no time for no bullsh-t
i just be keeping my cool sh-t
nailing a couple of b-tches that got ya boy feeling like he need a a toolkit

do not disturb
i’m ducking the calls
the time is short
the order is tall
how much i make
i can’t recall
i’m not reserved
but i withdraw
i told em relax
the money is perm
the vision is far, p-ssing the bars
i need a firm
back in demand, wave of the hand
k!ll & confirm
wire the bands, get my advance
check what i earned
k!lling a verse & prey on the weak
and torture the strong that wanna compete
you wanna cap until i hit delete
you wanna ball until i’m on the league
sh-t working out how i thought it would be
got on a track i’m & now in the lead
running the game & i kept the baton
trying to rack up till i get millions

- lance pique lyrics

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