Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Ay it's still exit 44
Glenwood Rd
Shit I used to hit the flea market back in the day
Had that red and black Platinum FUBU joint with the Fat Albert on the back
Haha yeah you remember them days
Exit 44
Yeah I came off Glenwood Rd
And we moved up to the Ville but every time I come back home
You know I gotta stop on exit 44
Visit 1770
I can't say the rest and let these niggas know
I guess you say I miss home
I been gone to long
Man Atlanta in my bones cuz I came off Glenwood Rd
Yeah it's exit 44
Smoking hella dope
I can't let a nigga try me
Hell no
I could never go
Yeah I walked up out the clay and I had red all on my 9's
I told somebody call up Stanley told em bitch it's hammer time
I'm all out in the bay
Drip splash think I'm Klay
Whip crash hella dank
I got money in the bank
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Shoutout to my nigga Chris he stayed off Flat Shoals
Coming up I seen some niggas that got hit with macs close
Type of shit to make ya family move and hit the backroad
All I ever wanted was a life of peace and bad hoes
Through this shit you gotta pay the price and grow like tadpoles
For my niggas know I'm down for life we gotta stack do'
Underground Candler Rd
Augusta and 44
Accustomed to living broke
Got up and change the role
Got up back on my own
Back to back with this shit
Ain't no slacking I'm feeling chose
Riding all through the 6 trying to make it up out the hole
Hitting 285
You never seeing this guy
Took a break from the rapping but now I'm back with the style
This shit is coming magic
I made a way in the sky
Need my money the fastest
I hear you we getting by
I'm keeping it playa fly
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
SL Dolo - Exit 44 (feat. Young Scott) Lyrics
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Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Ay it's still exit 44
Glenwood Rd
Shit I used to hit the flea market back in the day
Had that red and black Platinum FUBU joint with the Fat Albert on the back
Haha yeah you remember them days
Exit 44
Yeah I came off Glenwood Rd
And we moved up to the Ville but every time I come back home
You know I gotta stop on exit 44
Visit 1770
I can't say the rest and let these niggas know
I guess you say I miss home
I been gone to long
Man Atlanta in my bones cuz I came off Glenwood Rd
Yeah it's exit 44
Smoking hella dope
I can't let a nigga try me
Hell no
I could never go
Yeah I walked up out the clay and I had red all on my 9's
I told somebody call up Stanley told em bitch it's hammer time
I'm all out in the bay
Drip splash think I'm Klay
Whip crash hella dank
I got money in the bank
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Shoutout to my nigga Chris he stayed off Flat Shoals
Coming up I seen some niggas that got hit with macs close
Type of shit to make ya family move and hit the backroad
All I ever wanted was a life of peace and bad hoes
Through this shit you gotta pay the price and grow like tadpoles
For my niggas know I'm down for life we gotta stack do'
Underground Candler Rd
Augusta and 44
Accustomed to living broke
Got up and change the role
Got up back on my own
Back to back with this shit
Ain't no slacking I'm feeling chose
Riding all through the 6 trying to make it up out the hole
Hitting 285
You never seeing this guy
Took a break from the rapping but now I'm back with the style
This shit is coming magic
I made a way in the sky
Need my money the fastest
I hear you we getting by
I'm keeping it playa fly
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Ay it's still exit 44
Glenwood Rd
Shit I used to hit the flea market back in the day
Had that red and black Platinum FUBU joint with the Fat Albert on the back
Haha yeah you remember them days
Exit 44
Yeah I came off Glenwood Rd
And we moved up to the Ville but every time I come back home
You know I gotta stop on exit 44
Visit 1770
I can't say the rest and let these niggas know
I guess you say I miss home
I been gone to long
Man Atlanta in my bones cuz I came off Glenwood Rd
Yeah it's exit 44
Smoking hella dope
I can't let a nigga try me
Hell no
I could never go
Yeah I walked up out the clay and I had red all on my 9's
I told somebody call up Stanley told em bitch it's hammer time
I'm all out in the bay
Drip splash think I'm Klay
Whip crash hella dank
I got money in the bank
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Shoutout to my nigga Chris he stayed off Flat Shoals
Coming up I seen some niggas that got hit with macs close
Type of shit to make ya family move and hit the backroad
All I ever wanted was a life of peace and bad hoes
Through this shit you gotta pay the price and grow like tadpoles
For my niggas know I'm down for life we gotta stack do'
Underground Candler Rd
Augusta and 44
Accustomed to living broke
Got up and change the role
Got up back on my own
Back to back with this shit
Ain't no slacking I'm feeling chose
Riding all through the 6 trying to make it up out the hole
Hitting 285
You never seeing this guy
Took a break from the rapping but now I'm back with the style
This shit is coming magic
I made a way in the sky
Need my money the fastest
I hear you we getting by
I'm keeping it playa fly
Exit 44 I'm from Glenwood Rd
Used to hit the flea market for the latest clothes
Rocking Platinum FUBU like a Starter coat
Hit my cousin up he said he at Habibi store
Bunch of young niggas running round through the 6
5th grade I seen a nigga get hit with stick
Somebody left him leaking out there in the streets
I called my auntie up she told that nigga rest in peace
Writer: Ryan Pipkins, Samtavius Lane
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid