Letra de Highway 95 pt.2 - Baby Keem

I do love you, oh

People say, people say

Love is just security

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Sister, gonna be somethin' decent

I ain't never gon' be shit to my nieces

Broken heart, then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beatin'

Runaway child, sleepin' under highways

Growin' up and goin' on a tirade

Thirteen, I'm livin' in the ditches

I don't recall my mother in the kitchen

Fuck school, grades peaked in the fifth grade

Playin' video games was a temporary band-aid

Outside, got a zip of weed on me

I don't do drugs but I hold it for the homies

I sit outside with nothin', feelin' lonely

No stamps at the end of the month so I'm hungry

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Sister, gonna be somethin' decent

I ain't never gon' be shit to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beatin'

Runaway child, sleepin' under highways

Growin' up and goin' on a tirade

Runnin' out of wishes, God doesn't listen

Broken home, paper plates in the kitchen

Sometimes, I forget that my momma's out existin'

What am I without this government assistance?

Route 95, hitchhikin' on this highway

I got my clothes from the church last Friday

I hid everything, can't trust my uncle Andre

These days, I just wish I could fly away

Momma at the door about three in the mornin'

I wake up as a burden, I'm the kid that no one wanted

Abusers all around me, I'm lookin' at 'em sideways

Thirteen, I'm goin' on a tirade

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Sister, gonna be somethin' decent

I ain't never gon' be shit to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beatin'

Runaway child, sleepin' under highways

Growin' up and goin' on a tirade

I been thinkin' all day

Got about five and I'm dressed up by the ashtray

Cuttin' all ties, put my five in the gas tank

I hope that that's enough, I'm about to hit the fast lane

I'm a soldier, I make it all decent

Hit that dirty desert, need that rent by the weekend

These fuckin' streets is filled with diseases

And pleases, it teaches

I never know what peace is, I'm dreamin'

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Sister, gonna be somethin' decent

I ain't never gon' be shit to my nieces

Broken heart then I lost all the pieces

Cried all night every time I took a beatin'

Runaway child, sleepin' under highways

Growin' up and goin' on a tirade

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

Ninety-five, speedin' down the highway

Caught a ride, got five on the gas tank

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