Najee The 1 - 30,000 lyrics

Yeah! That's that knock right there Real spicy sh** Feel me, I came in this world alone, die alone But in the meantime let the tires roll The journey's been long it's tired road Sit back and I smoke till my eyes is low I took the road less travelled then I covered my tracks Why is that? Cause I don't need to know my way back Feel me? Forward motion Doors are closed, doors are opened Gold diggers get open behind your car doors opened Suicide, suicide, leave a note I feel sorry for the guy who's home alone No pressure though, she chosed the road But if not for the material, she wouldn't go I foresee it, she's only worth a short Day at the Four Seasons And then breeze in Never call her again for good reason I'm bout that real love for my sucios I'll be with They let me know whether I got it or not Be forever on top and that means a lot Whether the industry or on the block Them read about them boys is sure to pop man I could lose my cars I could lose the many mansions Sitting on the lawn, I'm talking gone I could lose the j**els, I could lose the Jordans How I love my tools but I never lose my cool Cause we came from nothin' Look what we made of nothin' I said we came from nothin' Look what we made of nothin' Uh, I am what I will to be Wild boy like a wildabeast Got a strong mind I can't build with sheep You on the line I'm on life building with chiefs Smoke in circles discussing life's virtues Going in like a curfew With the thugs out for murder The way I bully these...it's deep talk Mixed with purple put on your shell like a Turtle don't make my hurshy murr Pardon my rage that's all would come And if As can't describe well I see through these frames f** all that fame long as my family's straight I leave it all behind I can't shine in my grave Yo I could lose my cars I could lose the many mansions Sitting on the lawn, I'm talking gone I could lose the j**els, I could lose the Jordans How I love my tools but I never lose my cool Cause we came from nothin' Look what we made of nothin' I said we came from nothin' Look what we made of nothin' Came in this world alone, die alone But in the meantime let the tires roll The journey's been long it's tired road Sit back and I smoke till my eyes is low