Lyrics
DJ Kenny Baggins
FJ Outlaw, ah, yeah
Forgiato where you at brah?
Let me tell you about this boy I know
Found his way through the country roads
Had a dream so he went for broke
Sold his soul to hear his voice, yeah
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
I went to sleep and had a dream I sold my soul to satan
When I woke up my voice was on the radio a playing
I jumped right up from the bed where I was laying
Just in a haze I got dressed for the day and
I told my mom "mom, look at us now
I'm about to buy a couple cars and then a brand new house
We need some acres
Get somе horses and a couple of cows
Man, I'm so happy that my pappy told me grind this out"
I'm likе, yeah, let me tell you about this man I know
He kissed his mama and his daughter just an hour ago
He's feeling empty ever since he went and sold his soul
But now he doesn't have a choice but to get on that road
It's outlaw
Let me tell you about this boy I know
Found his way through the country roads
Had a dream so he went for broke
Sold his soul to hear his voice, yeah
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
Shit I've been grinding so long I'm flow grown
Burning up this ozone
But we moving at our own pace to the tempo of this song
My mamma told quit or I'd be dead or in jail
I'd pray to Lord for forgiveness or I'm heading to hell
I said radio never want to play my shell
But I keep this swinging this hammer until I break my wrist
So you can keep on playing on your games, you playing yourself
'Cause bitch I got the money and I ain't taking any help
We was grinding out forever, power, we want a piece of it
Starting the command once everybody was eating shit
Problems got us weaker shit, the bottom was deepening
So I call the radio they want that blow I think they need a hit, I am singing
Let me tell you about this boy I know
Found his way through the country roads
Had a dream so he went for broke
Sold his soul to hear his voice, yeah
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
Mama I am on the radio (radio)
Spend a lot of life and hope praying for shit
A lot of mouths in this roads working playing these gigs
I had networking daily, I don't stay in the sticks
I visit all the big cities, now they playing my shit
I got a maga saying gonna goner magic with it
That's 'cause I speak upon it I ain't saying some shit
Plus I advanced myself I be paying for shit
And all these fans be returning a favor they be saving the kid
Yeah I'm on the radio but you can't hear me though
RIP to your soul I miss your heart of gold
But yeah I know you know that I be doing fine
And baby boys working shining up on my grind, Gunner
Let me tell you about this boy I know
Found his way through the country roads
Had a dream so he went for broke
Sold his soul to hear his voice, yeah
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
On the radio (radio)
Mamma I'm on the radio