808 Mafia Evel Knievel Hah Southside on the track, yeah 1-0-1-7 I'm a cocaine cowboy, got bricks right now, boy Just call me and then I'm on the way (On the way) They locked my homeboy down, but I hold my partner down You know he called me, he good, it's on the way (On the way) It's on the way (On the way), you in the way (You in the way) Touch down with yay, rain, sunny, cloudy day (Cloudy day) No cloudy days (No cloudy days), no rainy days (No rainy days) Man, I done had my share of motherfucking rain A lot of pain, a lot of chains Felt like a slave, all this motherfucking rage (A lot of rage) I want a change, I made a change So much 'caine, I'm in Sun Valley hall of fame I met the twelve, I made her do the walk of shame I'm Gucci Mane, that's who I was before the fame These clout chasers tryna come up off my name (On my name) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (You's a lame) You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause You's a lame (Won't even talk to y'all niggas) 'Cause you's a lame, 'cause you's a lame (Taylor Gang) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (Uh, yeah) Bitch, you's a lame, look at my chain (Woah) Nothing but diamonds, I could put you on the game Your best friend wanna fuck me, that's a shame But I don't even hit it, she just give me brain My car insane, got so much change I made a hundred mil' and never been the same (Goddamn) I gained everything 'cause I've been through the pain Now if my day is cloudy, I just make it rain I keep a hundred bad hoes Take the smell on my clothes She hit my phone, said she close Shop in the store and it's closed (Damn) I'm only there if it's hoes They say I'm doing the most Ever since I've been in first class, I ain't ever went back to coach Started playing for the team, now bitch, I'm the coach (Ooh) She ain't like me, see my chain, now the bitches approach (Ooh) I give her different strokes (Damn) I put the dick in her throat (Woah) I get the paper and go (Oh) I get a mil' and get more, woah, woah 'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame (Goddamn) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (Oh my God) You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame (Hahahaha) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (1017, double M) 'Cause you's a lame (You a lame), 'cause you's a lame (You a lame) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame (Let's go, nigga) Maybach Music Brick boy, I'm whipping work up like I'm Nick Gordon In a purple 9-11, still in a bidding war Belle Harbor, Neiman Marcus, I bought the fifth floor Took her shoppin', need it all 'cause fat boy just gettin' more (Me) Mailman, he keep peelin' a nigga, Pell Grant (Uh) Pants fell, TEC-9, who wanna deal in? (Bang) Swimming pool, my shit bigger than at Six Flags I just flood all on my hundreds with my rich ass (M-M) Bend over, I got a bitch I pay to wipe my ass Caught a seizure, I'm the shit, this time I peed my pants Check his vital signs, I heard he goin' broke Couple cases of champagne, I hear she snortin' coke 'Cause you's a lame, you's a lame (Maybach Music) Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame You's a lame, 'cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame, 'cause you's a lame Stay in your motherfuckin' lane 'cause you's a lame 'Cause you's a lame

Okay I'ma get the bag, I'ma get the bag I'ma get the money while they mad, you gon' make me laugh I'ma pull the duffle out with cash, fill it up with gas I don't really think about your past when I puff and pass Baby, this will knock you on your ass, make you do a dance Make a chick forget about her man, make you understand Help you reconsider all your plans, hope you never land In the sky and we never comin' down again Never comin' down again, down again Never comin' down again, never doubt again Never comin' down again, down again In the sky and we never comin' down again I'm so elevated Thank god that we made it Manifested every dream and entered all my prayers Every day I stay high Say hi to my haters on my way up (Hi) Ain't no way that you could ever get me down (Get me down) We ain't the same, I'm movin' different now (Different now) I am in the midst of an ascension now (Ascension now) Lifted and I'm driftin' on a cloud Never comin' down again, down again Never comin' down again, never doubt again Never comin' down again, down again In the sky and we never comin' down again Where you goin'? What you drinkin'? What you said? (Yeah, yup) We could roll up from the beaches to Japan (Yeah, yup) I'm Khalifa Nice to meet you, I'm Jhené (Yeah, yup) You really poppin', I ain't with you for the fame Where you goin'? What you drinkin'? What you said? (Ah) We could roll up from the beaches to Japan (Ah) I'm Khalifa Nice to meet you, I'm Jhené (Yeah) You really poppin', I ain't with you for the fame Never comin' down again, down again Never comin' down again, never doubt again Never comin' down again, down again In the sky and we never comin' down again Oh, woah Yeah, yup Oh, woah In the sky and we never comin' down again

Yeah Oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright, God Oh, yeah (Coke Boy, baby) Haan, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me and life and death is half-related (Half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a Hundred million, askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son, half a David Freedom got confiscated We mob-related John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators Makin' Salaat on a fox rug, black gloves, hot slugs For these cold women Militant like the Middle East Go from ménages, six-nines to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle office, label execs get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like O-Dog Can't teach new tricks to old dogs I told mama pray for me, baby, wave it for me Got a cage waitin' for me, that hate came for me Millions, I made from it, them chains waitin' for me The change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan New year, half a mil', my face on the bill (Bill), hit Cabo, chill Desperado with an AR like guitar ('Tar), Montana John Stockton (Stockton) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part (Ah) Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba (Hey) Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drinkin', smokin', feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansion's like a campus Ranches like rainbow smoke Forty-one shots like Diego Shout to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I Big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just stop Stylist, I be dressin', the bitches, don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Meth and them I made it even in the game of odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me, cell waitin' for me Mils I made from it, them chains waitin' for me Change I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, haan La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher

Do you ever think about leaving? Do you ever think about me and you? Running to the country where we got nothing to prove Where we can grow old with new friends Lay low on the weekends Running to the country where we got nothing to lose 'Cause I'm tired of the busy nights Fed up with the city lights No, I don't wanna spend my life in this place I just wanna run away to Montana Livin' at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I wanna see the sky from a dirt road I wanna feel the air cut through my coat 700 acres, so many new ways to see you And all the seeds of love that we sow I can see 'em grow as we grow I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya (In Montana) Getting tired of the busy nights Getting tired of the city lights Yeah, I know I can't spend the rest of my life here I just wanna run away to Montana Living at a slower pace with you There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana I could wipe your tears away if you're crying 'Cause even cowgirls get the blues There's nothing else that I would need if I had ya In Montana Ooh In Montana Ooh (In Montana)

Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir A la noche del camino ir Al del cielo Yo miraba una estrella No puedo vivir Al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací No puedo vivir Que al lado del camino ir Que no vivo Pasa el tiempo Del camino Tidadoudi tadoudi tadoudi Lon lei lon lei lon lei Ti loulali talouli dilouli Yo voy caminando A la montana donde nací Yo voy caminando A la monta