On The Road

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That's my words on road, on road
Its just me and the mic on road, on road
Yeah

Don't check up on my feelings
I left em back in morocco
I don't wanna work 9-5
I wanna sign to the six
I saw mom crying trust me nigga too many tears
I've been broke trust me nigga too many years
Don't you know about the lifestyle how it feels

But you can spell Us without turst
Quick reminder, I made money before i made friends
I made her confess love, then she maid love to me
I Left the whole gang back in the crib runing the trap
I saw the devil with a pretty eyes fake tities
Ain't even kidding, You know what i mean
This whole industry is fake as her body
I don't lose feellings til I nut
Friends what friends i see snakes
Venom in my glass, how yall see me under the glass
Home doesn't feels like a home
She said she needs me she needs my affection
I don't give no bitch no attention
Would you die for, would you die if i die would you slide for me, i don't think so
If you want money, Birkins, AP's, Your man can bring those typa things to the table
You my lady, enjoy the moment, I get bored so fast
Don't rush things, don't tattoo my name on your things
I don't know how i feel about you, My Feelings kinda mix
I'm building my future, love hinders me
For real, nobody is real

For now, I don't Go down, You body amazes me
You Ain't gotta ask so much questions
I got you with my life, F*ck ubers
I'll send you a whole RIRI Or some pink lambo truck, tell me what's your fav
Don't waste time with those broke niggas
They know you're my baby
They can't handle the your lifestyle, your desires
Girl i told you, i got you with my life
Don't you even doubt about it, don't you

Flew you out to my crib, red Dior dress
I know, its your fav
You're dealing with a libra
Hot, fancy, 10k on my neck surfing, dodging the opps
Imma be gentle with you, Not around The cops
Them niggas hate on my way of living
They're jalous baby !
I guess they ain't even living
I made it, young boy, from the trenshes
Form Morocco, money will never change who I am
Still runing the trap with the same niggas
Them ma bros, damn
She ain't even wanna suck me on the first date
She is a muslim and it's haram
That's the pure love, i don't do no haiting
You still my baby !!
Dumb nigga rockin' like a rockstar
I see yall clowns, under my bed, i guess 100 thous'
Can You see what's up, i hit the drop, they miss the top

I'm just right here sitting laughing on yall
Fucking on yall, fuckk
I told you i don't wanna work 9-5
Like f*ck this f*ck this bullshit
We gotta make it, no cap

That's my words on road, on road
Its just me and the mic on road, on road
Yeah

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