Testi Road Back - 38 Spesh

Road Back

Interstate 38, man\nThis for the motherfuckin' interstate\nThis for the motherfuckin' toll booths, nigga\nThis for the niggas that’s like me, nah mean?\nNiggas that put it all on the line, man\nThe niggas that’s not scared to risk it all, lose it all and get it back,\nnah mean?\nThat’s who I make music for\nMotherfuckers that wan' make a difference\nThat wan' better they situation, nah’m sayin'?\nThat’s exactly who I make music for, for y’all\nHuh, ayo\nTo be a king was in my DNA\nI wasn’t born with resources, so I got it the illegal way\nWe take trips to get keys and ye\nIt’s just me and my bitch in two different whips, you know I lead the way\nI drive first and she follow behind\nThe car is registered to her, but everything inside of it mine\nHuh, I told her, «Just follow the signs and the speed limit\nYou know what’s up, we did this thousands of times»\nWe flied in, take the road back\nNo GPS, old school, we used a road map\nShe in the car behind drivin' the low-back\nCigarettes on my lap, I fucked around and smoked a whole pack\nThis how it is when you comin' up\nShout out to my lil' bitch, she the one that helped me run it up\nSo I treat her like she one of us\nShe the one I trust, I put her on the road with a hunnid-plus\nWe flied in, take the road back, huh\nRight, we flied in, take the road back, huh\nAyo, we flied in, take the road back, huh\nAyo, we flied in, take the road back, huh\nAyo, a 38, and it’s plated chrome\nThe interstate is a danger zone, I’m thankful that I made it home\nAnd all this money can’t be made alone\nI was 'round my plug so much, I started listenin' to Reggaeton\nThis the type of shit you listen to\nNone of my bitches move a muscle on they body if I disapprove\nAnd I get busy in the kitchen too\nIf you sniff it, you be hooked from one line like it’s fishing tools\nWe flied in, take the road back\nGot rid of my old jacks, they even got my kid’s phone tapped\nThis what happen when you sold crack\nTo them fuck niggas that told, you ain’t gon' ever get your soul back\nWe flied in, take the road back, huh\nHuh, we flied in, take the road back\nInterstate 38, huh\nLet’s go