Correction Lyrics Highway 5 Chronicles by Larry June

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Tryin to get this motherf**kin’ bag, man
You n***as don’t even know the half of this sh*t, for real
Ayy, ayy, ayy

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

On my way to Santa Rosa, I’m stressin’ off bad
White b*t*h in my passenger, fork in the cash
Only thing on my mind is I gotta make it out
sh*t wasn’t really for me, I started writin’ raps
‘Bout the sh*t that I’m dealin’ with on daily basis
Hotel to hotels, rentals to Vegas
How I f**ked 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 twenties
I had a square b*t*h 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 b*t*hes, 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 (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What’s hannin’?

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

Woke up in the mornin’ and made me some tea
(Made me some tea)
Bought the b*t*h a Rollie for no damn reason (No damn reason)
Mackin’ (Mackin’), it’s levels to this sh*t (sh*t)
You can’t just take, gotta elevate the b*t*h (Numbers)
My b*t*h rock Chanel and the latest Dior (Dior)
fieldtrips, we can hit for sure
We used to hit Benihana’s four times in a week (Week)
Five-thousand dollars in my True Religion jeans (Jeans)
Beastin’ (Mobbin’), I had a spot at the Meridian (Meridian)
Punk b*t*h keyed my car, I was trippin’
Well, f**k it, I went and made that claim (Made that claim)
I came up and repainted the whole thang
Then, I bought some shoes, then hit the blade (Hit the blade)
I parked my sh*t outside of Mason café (Mason café)
I’m havin’ some thoughts (Havin’ some thoughts)
I’m thinkin’ ‘bout the game (Thinkin’ ‘bout the game)
And how sh*t prolly ain’t gon’ ever be the same

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

Man
And b*t*h, I can’t make this sh*t up, f**k you mean?
You know I’m sayin’?
Every real n***a gon’ feel this, off top
And shout out to them real b*t*hes too, straight up
Numbers
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Good job
Cardo, what’s hannin’?
Cruise USA
Straight to that bag

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