Highway 5 Chronicles Larry June & Cardo

[Intro]
Tryna get this motherfuckin’ bag, man
You niggas don’t even know the half of this shit, for real
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
I done took a lot of L’s, I don’t lost good hoes
I done fucked up off the trap on four’s
But I’ve never been a ho, never been a ho
Never been a ho, never been a ho, never been a ho
Went broke, bounced back, bought matchin’ Beamers
Sellin’ Cristina, I feel like I’m dreamin’
But I’ve never been a ho, never been a ho
Never been a ho, never been a ho, never been a ho

[Verse 1]
On my way to Santa Rosa, I’m stressin’ off bad (Stressin’ off bad)
White bitch in my passenger, forkin’ the cash
Only thing on my mind was I gotta make it out
Shit wasn’t really for me, I started writin’ raps
‘Bout the shit that I’m dealin’ with on daily basis
Hotel to hotel, rentals to Vegas
How I fucked up the trap, then Pleasant Hills saved me
Eight hunid a day for two weeks, went crazy
This around the time when I copped the 650 (Copped the 650)
Trunk full of Red Bottoms, pocket full of twenty’s
I had a square bitch that I loved for real (Loved for real)
But the game, I couldn’t give it up for real (I couldn’t give it up)
Got addicted to the bitches, money, and calls (Money and calls)
I never did a scam, paid cash for all (Paid cash for all)
I’m him, and everythin’ I say is legit (Check)
Movin’, groovin’, keepin’ it lit
What’s hannin’?