Lyrics:
I'm so sad, sad
Man, it's been a long night
Just sitting here, trying not to look back
Still looking at the road we never drove on
And wondering if
Jesu Christi Dey for me
Ma mu, ma tun, gbe body
Shawty want to gumbody
Man waited, was patient for days
Young boy never had to change for change
Game
everyday
The price is always
Been paid by everyone
A fee for all your ways
And forced to every man
Too Cruel for Rule!
Be careful with this abuse
Don't mess
Yo Moody in his bag
Yo Moody going bad
Yo Moody going sad
Getting high getting fly
I'm getting by
I'm on the road
Getting high staying fly
I Hope
the plane
You know you're on the road again
Someone's bangin' in your head
Why did you get so late to bed.
Runnin' late and feelin' bad
That breakfast
the plane
You know you're on the road again
Someone's bangin' in your head
Why did you get so late to bed.
Runnin' late and feelin' bad
That breakfast
man dance alingo
Matic by my window off on ahh drive by bad man ahh gringo shot like commando row with tha bando riding in ahh Lambo stronger than
get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you call stuck up
Act like a man and get cocked, smacked or fucked up
Pull the truck up, Luck you know
Baby, its a city of man
Manny roads to go down
Baby, you don't know what love is
But you're gonna figure out
And it's bad, that you don't know by now
thing would last
But I’m skeptical because you love me bad
And all I’ve ever loved was rap so
Is this the same road in the
Same race to the same home?
Do
I'm off again, On the road, To a place, Only stories told
In my world, There is no peace, It’s the price I pay, My life's on lease
Bad deeds done,
niggas that shit start turning me cold
Aw man shit had got all bad
Niggas took zeke we was all sad got on they neck like a dog tag
Wasn't no work was
ways to die
But he can't get it right, he's still alive
Killer by design, he took the long road home
But the road was closed, no way home I suppose
pick my hustle like a day job
I pray say bad man no fall
Ehh
Catch me lori titi still dey hustle my doh
Pemipada owo n romi if no be for the goal
They get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of death
We let'em keep talkin' man they dog us man it's all the same
But what did we gain by givin'
Man
I used ride around my whole town man
Long board down the hills for the thrills man
Find myself down bad with the chills man
Cones by the creek
ya daddy in tha pen (yeah)
Swerve on 'em
Actin' bad off that gin (what)
Swerve on 'em
Hit his block and act again fuckin' nigga swerve on 'em
Happy man, father of four
A life and wife everyone adored
A house up on the hill
The American dream fulfilled
Til one day he disappeared to the woods
on the road
Bad lil' bitch and she need my crown, I needed help back then, don't need help right now
I can't watch you drown If I help you out, you gotta pull
Stone)
Bad to the bone
Shackles on feet now we free by the code
Trinity three I feel peace in my dome
Now we deliver divinity tones
Wrist game bad I don't
the full beams and drive by moonlight
Let you take the wheel on an old back road
Drop it down a gear and let the horses roar
I bet he don't drink and i bet
My old man's backhand used to land
Hard on the side of my head
I just learned to stay out of his way
There's been street fights, blue lights
Long
do 'round here, let's go
Down by the riverside, hanky panky
With them girls bad, yes ma'am please and thank you
Where them boys ride slow 'cause
Yeah, oh
Yeah, she said she wants a real man
One who opens up the door, holds her hand and still smiles when he feels bad
In control of his
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