Aye, uh
Aye, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye streets, uh
Streets Feel Pain, uh
Push a TRX right to the bank, huh
I'm the one that's ridin' round with that, huh
You, you, you the one that's speakin' to the feds, huh
I just be with Mili too stank, uh
Smell the aroma with the dank
Crack the seal, pour the drink
Mr. Feed The Streets always droppin' vranks, huh
Stash the commas to the side
I got blitz on my mind
We ain't losin' one of mine, huh
Best believe Savage gon' shine
We gon' shine, G-Shine
F*ck the peace, you gon' slide
Keep that Canik on my side, okay
Who gon' drive and who gon' tote that nine
Who gon' be our eyes
Creep through Euclid, no excuses
Make a left, on La Paz huh
Cut the lights out, keep the wheels hot
We done cut his lights out, right now
Push the pedal, huh
Huh, huh
I'm not a rockstar, but I rock hard with this heavy metal
I ain't ever gonna settle
This pain done takin' my Savage to another level
Losin' Paap, losin' Jayden, losin' Tape, uh
We stand on business, never switchin
You a god, watch who you kickin' with, huh
Huh, this is history in the makin
On Jah, I ain't breakin
Savage deep up in the Matrix, huh
Struggled before I got little famous
I'm a free spirit, no tamin
Pape low, gotta takin
Drop no four, I ain't hatin
Trap the spot, it got vacant, uh
In the Village, got them payments
Vummin' we done made it
Vummin' we done made it, huh
I'm a Savage baby but I could make you famous, huh
On the news, huh
Did you pay your dues, huh
Chiefin' pressure, put gas in the air
I'm way too solid, can't f*ck with no square
Ride with a pole I ain't never been scared
Just drop me at the addy, we meetin' you there
Can't talk' on the phone, if it ain't bout that business
Pull up to your door like we Jehovahs Witness
My trap been runnin, ain't talkin' bout fitness
Youngin' migo who just really did this
White bitch in the kitchen, Lindsay Lohan
My bruva still servin' that hand-to-hand
You said you wanna leave the trap, but it's hard though
F*ck
Still servin' that salt, what you mean you got rondo
I can cut you that shit right now, like it's hard soap
Serve you right now, I'll get you straight
Route 28
Serve you right there four plates
Route 28
Get it anytime, broad day, late at night
We be ridin' around, Route 28
Abe Savage - Route 28 (feat. Mili2skunk & Zerry) Lyrics
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Aye, uh
Aye, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye streets, uh
Streets Feel Pain, uh
Push a TRX right to the bank, huh
I'm the one that's ridin' round with that, huh
You, you, you the one that's speakin' to the feds, huh
I just be with Mili too stank, uh
Smell the aroma with the dank
Crack the seal, pour the drink
Mr. Feed The Streets always droppin' vranks, huh
Stash the commas to the side
I got blitz on my mind
We ain't losin' one of mine, huh
Best believe Savage gon' shine
We gon' shine, G-Shine
F*ck the peace, you gon' slide
Keep that Canik on my side, okay
Who gon' drive and who gon' tote that nine
Who gon' be our eyes
Creep through Euclid, no excuses
Make a left, on La Paz huh
Cut the lights out, keep the wheels hot
We done cut his lights out, right now
Push the pedal, huh
Huh, huh
I'm not a rockstar, but I rock hard with this heavy metal
I ain't ever gonna settle
This pain done takin' my Savage to another level
Losin' Paap, losin' Jayden, losin' Tape, uh
We stand on business, never switchin
You a god, watch who you kickin' with, huh
Huh, this is history in the makin
On Jah, I ain't breakin
Savage deep up in the Matrix, huh
Struggled before I got little famous
I'm a free spirit, no tamin
Pape low, gotta takin
Drop no four, I ain't hatin
Trap the spot, it got vacant, uh
In the Village, got them payments
Vummin' we done made it
Vummin' we done made it, huh
I'm a Savage baby but I could make you famous, huh
On the news, huh
Did you pay your dues, huh
Chiefin' pressure, put gas in the air
I'm way too solid, can't f*ck with no square
Ride with a pole I ain't never been scared
Just drop me at the addy, we meetin' you there
Can't talk' on the phone, if it ain't bout that business
Pull up to your door like we Jehovahs Witness
My trap been runnin, ain't talkin' bout fitness
Youngin' migo who just really did this
White bitch in the kitchen, Lindsay Lohan
My bruva still servin' that hand-to-hand
You said you wanna leave the trap, but it's hard though
F*ck
Still servin' that salt, what you mean you got rondo
I can cut you that shit right now, like it's hard soap
Serve you right now, I'll get you straight
Route 28
Serve you right there four plates
Route 28
Get it anytime, broad day, late at night
We be ridin' around, Route 28
Aye, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye, streets, uh
Aye streets, uh
Streets Feel Pain, uh
Push a TRX right to the bank, huh
I'm the one that's ridin' round with that, huh
You, you, you the one that's speakin' to the feds, huh
I just be with Mili too stank, uh
Smell the aroma with the dank
Crack the seal, pour the drink
Mr. Feed The Streets always droppin' vranks, huh
Stash the commas to the side
I got blitz on my mind
We ain't losin' one of mine, huh
Best believe Savage gon' shine
We gon' shine, G-Shine
F*ck the peace, you gon' slide
Keep that Canik on my side, okay
Who gon' drive and who gon' tote that nine
Who gon' be our eyes
Creep through Euclid, no excuses
Make a left, on La Paz huh
Cut the lights out, keep the wheels hot
We done cut his lights out, right now
Push the pedal, huh
Huh, huh
I'm not a rockstar, but I rock hard with this heavy metal
I ain't ever gonna settle
This pain done takin' my Savage to another level
Losin' Paap, losin' Jayden, losin' Tape, uh
We stand on business, never switchin
You a god, watch who you kickin' with, huh
Huh, this is history in the makin
On Jah, I ain't breakin
Savage deep up in the Matrix, huh
Struggled before I got little famous
I'm a free spirit, no tamin
Pape low, gotta takin
Drop no four, I ain't hatin
Trap the spot, it got vacant, uh
In the Village, got them payments
Vummin' we done made it
Vummin' we done made it, huh
I'm a Savage baby but I could make you famous, huh
On the news, huh
Did you pay your dues, huh
Chiefin' pressure, put gas in the air
I'm way too solid, can't f*ck with no square
Ride with a pole I ain't never been scared
Just drop me at the addy, we meetin' you there
Can't talk' on the phone, if it ain't bout that business
Pull up to your door like we Jehovahs Witness
My trap been runnin, ain't talkin' bout fitness
Youngin' migo who just really did this
White bitch in the kitchen, Lindsay Lohan
My bruva still servin' that hand-to-hand
You said you wanna leave the trap, but it's hard though
F*ck
Still servin' that salt, what you mean you got rondo
I can cut you that shit right now, like it's hard soap
Serve you right now, I'll get you straight
Route 28
Serve you right there four plates
Route 28
Get it anytime, broad day, late at night
We be ridin' around, Route 28
Writer: Albert Vasquez
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