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Hit The Road Video (MV)




Performed By: DMoneyTheSavage
Language: English
Length: 2:04
Written by: D- Money




DMoneyTheSavage - Hit The Road Lyrics
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For the money i'm hittin' the road
Niggas know that i'm solid they knowin' my body they knowin' that I never told
I can't switch on the guys so shoutout to nas' and jdot' them really the bros'
Yeah I been in my bag just look at my neck you know that I really be froze
And i'm tryna' go rock out the shows
On my own like nobody feed me
I be trapped in my thoughts I be overthinking like who really say that they need me
If i'm locked inna' cell who really gone pay and who really gone scream out free me
Tried to tell em' that I was the one now i'm making these hits and they still dont believe me
Now they broke and they tryna' be greedy
Like they just want me to fall
No you aint never gone stop me like imma' still find me a way to go ball
Heard he be talkin' crazy hit em' wit knocks' and I bet that I be standing tall
Look down at em' I feel like look down at em' I feel like a wall
Call up jdot' cuz' we really gone brawl
Like what the f*ck imma' do
People be lookin at me when I got me some money like you ain't apart of the crew
Now that I got me some money they look at me crazy and say that i'm acting to new
Been at the top you can't see like been at the top you can't see my view
Look at some money then imma' pursue
Like what you can't stop my shine
No you can't clone me you can't be me 1 of 1 you not my kind
Throw dat' mil' up on dat' table not enough I still won't sign
I can't trust no treesh' they set you up you know they really line
Like like like what imma' do like what imma' do
Niggas be knowing my body ain't playin' around and I really can take off the roof
Niggas aint feeling my pain but they listen to music so I choose to hop in the booth
Like choose to hop inna' like grah'
For the money i'm hittin' the road
Niggas know that i'm solid they knowin' my body they knowin' that I never told
I can't switch on the guys so shoutout to nas' and jdot' them really the bros'
Yeah I been in my bag just look at my neck you know that I really be froze
And i'm tryna' go rock out the shows
Like wordTwo bro' you shot
Niggas be thinking I beef but I send you a bitch and I kill you just over some bop
No we ain't talkin' YB' but I flock at yo' crew cause i'm tryna' just take off ya' top
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For the money i'm hittin' the road
Niggas know that i'm solid they knowin' my body they knowin' that I never told
I can't switch on the guys so shoutout to nas' and jdot' them really the bros'
Yeah I been in my bag just look at my neck you know that I really be froze
And i'm tryna' go rock out the shows
On my own like nobody feed me
I be trapped in my thoughts I be overthinking like who really say that they need me
If i'm locked inna' cell who really gone pay and who really gone scream out free me
Tried to tell em' that I was the one now i'm making these hits and they still dont believe me
Now they broke and they tryna' be greedy
Like they just want me to fall
No you aint never gone stop me like imma' still find me a way to go ball
Heard he be talkin' crazy hit em' wit knocks' and I bet that I be standing tall
Look down at em' I feel like look down at em' I feel like a wall
Call up jdot' cuz' we really gone brawl
Like what the f*ck imma' do
People be lookin at me when I got me some money like you ain't apart of the crew
Now that I got me some money they look at me crazy and say that i'm acting to new
Been at the top you can't see like been at the top you can't see my view
Look at some money then imma' pursue
Like what you can't stop my shine
No you can't clone me you can't be me 1 of 1 you not my kind
Throw dat' mil' up on dat' table not enough I still won't sign
I can't trust no treesh' they set you up you know they really line
Like like like what imma' do like what imma' do
Niggas be knowing my body ain't playin' around and I really can take off the roof
Niggas aint feeling my pain but they listen to music so I choose to hop in the booth
Like choose to hop inna' like grah'
For the money i'm hittin' the road
Niggas know that i'm solid they knowin' my body they knowin' that I never told
I can't switch on the guys so shoutout to nas' and jdot' them really the bros'
Yeah I been in my bag just look at my neck you know that I really be froze
And i'm tryna' go rock out the shows
Like wordTwo bro' you shot
Niggas be thinking I beef but I send you a bitch and I kill you just over some bop
No we ain't talkin' YB' but I flock at yo' crew cause i'm tryna' just take off ya' top
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Writer: D- Money
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