Verse 1 (Reza)
Let me know what you thinking bro
Out on road they say get more dough
Brothers find them selves running fast from the popo's
Lost in a fake hope, life of their own
They just seem to throw, no time to grow
Living life with foes, had a dream of their life many years ago
It's a trick they know make you stay below
Pull the trigger mana really wanna find them self
In cell coz they lost control yes bro them books that you used to throw
Was the key for sure should've read them all
Teacher was preaching but felt the flames straight out the road
See the olders know Coz they saw many things way before you was born
Coming into the globe same kid different name bro
Lost pumped up by ego Listen to the new sequel choose your life
Brother learn the code this a life of a kid that used a pen
And his best friends were the textbooks he read
In science and maths all his time was spent
Took time tryna perfect his French accent
Stayed away never stayed never got played had faith
Never ever went astray Looked for a goal so he took an aim
To create an invent things that were great
God sent every clue found in his brain
Mana didn't really wanna flash a big chain
All he truly wanted was a first cla** degree
Success in this world was just the key
Brother in the future what do you see? What do you seek?
Where would you be? What would you be? Who would you be?
Chorus
Out on road they say get more dough (x2)
Out on road with your Keys & Os (x2)
Choose your life brother learn the code (x2)
Real recognise real this is real talk (x2)
Verse 2 (Babak)
Would you control your own life now bro?
Or would you mess it up and lose control?
Out on road with your Keys & Os
Thinking to yourself yeah I'm making it bro
After a while Babylon at your door
5am and the cash gotta go
All the a**ets on your name get all froze
Brothers make it to the top then all fall
It's all raw, it's all war
Stepping on the wrong side criminal law
One side must win there's no draw
Getting all clawed in the devil's claw
All hard core, now implore
Straight from the top straight to the floor
Handcuffed up and taken through the door
Your angel whispered but you ignored
Real recognise real this is real talk
Keeping it concise straight to the point
Real Gs don't front stay d-low
You know they know and we know
Real Gs are quiet and never talk
They talk the talk and they walk the walk
You ought to know that we ought to show
True depiction of life on road
Without glorifying any brag and boast
Grudges on road turn into beef roast
Summers are warm but the world is cold
Stories told and the truth unfolds
Postcodes turn into military posts
Military wars and military ghost
One percent archetype of our world
If you feeling the vibe then reload
Chorus
Out on road they say get more dough (x2)
Out on road with your Keys & Os (x2)
Choose your life brother learn the code (x2)
Real recognise real this is real talk (x2)