HIGHWAY - Kilogram, Young Buck

Guess it all boils down to

How bad do you want some money

Yeah

Rolling on four ain’t been to sleep

Booted all up I keep gritting my teeth

Kush all in my Swisher Sweet

I keep burning holes in my seat

Bankrolls in my armrest

I’m gon' trap regardless

They say I’m a target

The dog gets off his harness

Breaking 'em down before the bay, we taking him out to Charlotte

I he gonna pay me whatever I charge him

Parking this coupe hit this Red Roof Inn

Shit

Let me know if any state troopers come in

Niggas here playing with their nose

On these duty roads

Plug’s been playing with these loads

I can’t trust these hoes

Streets keep saying Buck let’s go

Nigga it’s too much to hold

I keep saying yeah for sure

But now you know that nothing’s promised

Highway

I put product on the streets

I got buildings I been building

I keep designer on my feet

I’m walking through this my way

Dirty money, dirty six

Dirty south, dirty nigga

Look at me dirty bitch

Know you gon' do what I say

I sold all this shit for this

Never snitched and never will

for this

I keep it on the highway

I put product on the streets

I got buildings I been building

I keep designer on my feet

Imma fish bowl this foreign

Imma keep going and going

Four girls and two boys

And I’m happy to trap on the days they born

Your outcome determines how well you go and perform

Can’t let nothing just tie you up to the point that you become torn

I told my bitch if you with me shorty don’t tell me just show it

Get all the Chanel you want and I don’t care 'bout no Rolex

Y’all niggas going live on the gram with their grams

I’m like nigga damn

(Are you strapped?) Yes I am

(Who are they?) That’s my fam

We got a bond that come from back in the day when I got jammed

They some bloods and we some crips

Get some green, who gives a damn about a broke nigga

Talk about where he from and who I am and what he done

Put that gun in one of the sacks and the other hands let’s hit the

Highway

I put product on the streets

I got buildings I been building

I keep designer on my feet

I’m walking through this my way

Dirty money, dirty six

Dirty south, dirty nigga

Look at me dirty bitch

Know you gon' do what I say

I sold all this shit for this

Never snitched and never will

for this

I keep it on the highway

I put product on the streets

I got buildings I been building

I keep designer on my feet