Gucci Mane - Back On Road (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Gucci Mane - Back On Road (en) Lyrics
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Zone six
I got money that I saved
then I'm back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe
'cause I'm back on road
I still do these hoes the same
when I'm back on road
If you wasn't there for me
when I was all alone
Then bitch don't expect
no love when I'm back
I'm just an East Atlanta nigga
with a body on this belt
I done had a million beefs but
I ain't never call for help
I'll take a nigga bricks and
I done took a nigga reup
Put that pistol on your partner
made him piss all on himself
Got your bitch so pissy drunk
That she done threw up on herself
'Fore I send her back to you
She gon' have Guwop on her breath
I'm the last real nigga left
I'm on an island by myself
I'm my only competition so
I'm battling with myself
Facing prison, drug addiction
It's like I'm battling with myself
I done shook up all my demons
Now I'm back to myself
You didn't keep it real nigga
so just keep it to yourself
Waiting on Gucci Mane to call you
Nigga better not hold your breath
These niggas faking like they
happy but they mad I'm home
I'm the two K sixteen Al Capone
I slap a nigga with a strap and
then I throw him a hunnid
He be like fuck going to trial,
man just throw me the money
Can't eat, can't sleep, man
I miss these skreets
Muhammad Ali and these skreets miss me
I went from trappin' on the block
to niggas trappin' for me
I left the trappin' went to rap
thought you’d be happy for me
And then your jealousy turned to hate
And you wrote a statement on me
But when they let me out them gates
My bitch was waiting on me
See I ain’t mad at you homie,
we ain’t got no beef
But I ain’t got no rat for you,
I know you must love cheese
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