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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
Mitchy Slick
Mitchy Slick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
John Wesley Groover
John Wesley Groover
Songwriter
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Michael Ray Cox Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producer
Mike & Keys
Mike & Keys
Producer
Tariq Beats
Tariq Beats
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Full time on the road
Make time for your folks
Choke time do the most
It's here when I gross
Did that for the bros
One time for the coast
Light one, **** smoke
Shoot guns, never choke
[Verse 2]
Full time on the road
Make time for your folks
Choke time do the most
It's year when I gross
Did that for the bros
One time for the coast
Light one, **** smoke
Shoot guns, never choke
[Verse 3]
Moved up on the rope
Tell me, who came up like the loc?
Blacc Sam on parole
Turned that to the store
Turned that to a brand
Did that for the fam
Cruised up to the club
New Chucks on the glow
[Verse 4]
We built to last, don't break a Ben
Nobody put us here, but still we made it in
Me and my lady friend in my Mercedes Benz
We live a type of life you couldn't make pretend
Need a safe and then, I'm in the bank again
You know I play to win, I want some paper thin
Into a spacious crib, ain't gotta make my bed
I'm eatin' steak and eggs, and orchestratin' biz
[Verse 5]
Full time on the road
Make time for your folks
Choke time do the most
It's here when I gross
Did that for the bros
One time for the coast
Light one, **** smoke
Shoot guns, never choke
[Verse 6]
Hey, got laced by **** that rock four finger rings
And had leather on the back of they Guess jeans, the 80s
Make a **** crazy and hastily
I was no longer a baby
Soon as I got in that Mercedes, they had to pay me
Makin' hoes tap out like a Gracie
Young gang banger turned jumbo
[Verse 7]
Ridin' in somethin' that ain't humble
Blowin' on somethin' that's from Humbolt
Like bump a **** that's cookin' up gumbo
Grew up on a park so I been on
Decorated for missions I went on
Mention slick, logging that, been on
You done hit our survival syndrome
Hear my story you though a **** on been gone
On the news countless times, the shit wrong
Real **** always end up in the end zone
Did the most, ended up in the Enzo
Pop a D on the coast where men's blow
[Verse 8]
And plot on ways for us to get more
And plot on ways for us to get more
And plot on ways for us to get more
And plot on ways for us to get more
And plot on ways for us to get more
I said plot on ways for us to get more
[Verse 9]
Hey, full time on the road
Make time for your folks
Choke time do the most
It's here when I gross
Did that for the bros
One time for the coast
Light one, **** smoke
Shoot guns, never choke
Hey
Written by: Ermias Asghedom, Michael Ray Cox, Jr., John Wesley Groover, Adam King Feeney, Altariq Samad Salaam Crapps
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