"EXIT 9 (SCENIC ROUTE)" lyrics

I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way

Whip my '69 Firebird from the curb
I done had to work it like a square and had to serve (Serve)
I'm listenin' to BIG and Dre and crumblin' on herb (Herb)
I'm pushin' down MLK with a quarter pound of herb (Herb)
Passin' through the temp', I say a prayer for fallen soldiers (Soldiers)
Rest in peace to Bruce and may God be with DG Yola (Yola)
It hurt like Hell to say but rest in peace to Rico Wade
He soundtracked the day when me and Sleek was servin' J
We done made it up from shorties drinkin' forties, livin' lawless (Yeah, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Today shit finna flame, diamond flawless in our forties (Yeah, yeah)
Thank the Lord I ain't a junkie, ain't an alcoholic (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
The pride of Atlanta, Michael Render studied ballin', ballin'

Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when backs on wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain

(Offset!)
Lost my brother, look in the air, I see an angel that fly (Angel)
Fifteen years, brother gone, every day mamma cry (Mamma)
I was strugglin', start hustlin', start cuttin' up pies (Hustle)
Streets start huggin' me, not lovin' me, but it wasn't on my mind (No-no-no, but it wasn't on my mind)
Doin' crime, chasin' a dime, so I don't be behind (Hey!)
I had did this for my gang, I don't see nothin', go blind (Gang)
Grandma died, I wish I could go back and get time (Grandma)
Ayy, and I can't live with no regrets (Oh-oh, nah)
VV's on my neck and I will kill for my respect (Baow)
I done ran it up and now I'm finally out of debt (Oh-oh-oh, run it up)
Count me out? Nah, count me in 'cause they know I'm the best (Yeah, hey!)

Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when backs on wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah
Treat MLK like my memory lane, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain

Hoppin' over hurdles into my Chevy converter (Yeah)
Swerve around them haters that don't wish to see me further (Oh)
My campaign for champagne could've ended with my murder
Miss Betty say, "If you ain't saved in Jesus name, it's worser"
I had to be my own boss, not somebody else's worker
I know the prayer she prayed for me still served as my preserver
I know some of my actions, they was taxin' and I hurt her (Oh-oh-oh)
But Lord, if she listenin', please let her know I heard her (Yeah)

Let's bring out the champagne, roll up an airplane, life is a rare thing (Life is a rare thing)
We rise, we fall, even when back to wall, I find a way I can maintain, yeah (I find a way I can maintain)
Treat MLK like my memory lane (Oh), ain't no feelin' the same (Oh), hope you feelin' my pain
I put my blood, sweat, and tears in the game, ain't no feelin' the same, hope you feelin' my pain

I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way
I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way
I remember them days, makin' minimum wage
I was tryna maintain, look how far I done came
Pop champagne for the pain, I'm campaignin' for change
All the progress we made, bigger things on the way