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Da Picky Road
by Bready
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I tell em' to wash it off
The hate and things they wanna be
Strive fi that and achieve some dreams woo yeah (Woo Yeah)
From age 1 mi never gone along with bullshit
Dawgs on my girls, I left em' that shit
Young and told em' bros before hoes
He upped and told me it's hoes before bros
Never trusted my gut when it came to love
What they had for lunch was my guts
Yeah yeah yeah
My guts yeah yeah (Yeah)
So sad to see dawg get advantaged
Imma just sit back, take in the silence (Yeah Yeah)
Ouuu (Yeah Yeah)
Ouuu
Six in the morning everyday
Walked out to Aaron's not to play
But to grind and hustle
No time fi loving
Patek on my mind and I still can't afford it
But that's the goal to sleep and make money (Money)
Hoes on my mind, mindset on money (Money)
They don't even know my story
But they quick fi judge
And quicks fi ask for something
Whether it be ups or love in the morning
Hating on the low finna get you sidelined
First year three bitches fucked the fat me
Now if I'm slim them bitches eat the ground for me
I know what I like
And I know what's right for Bready
Put down the mask you see how they look
Very funny
Sugar mami a come inna hurry
And pick me up from school
From school
From school
We a head straight down to da picky road
Love me up she said
Hit it from the front in the Benz
Seats reclined? Can't even tell
Cause getting experience to practice on
These hoes be playing with my mind
Mama taught me better than that
No boy can't style the dan
He has plenty woman
But he really love off on one
And can't get it on lock
First day she walked in
That smile lit up the whole class
All I wanted to do was light up that ass
Then ah was like no Bready no
Treat it slow get it known
You love her differently
Meet her moms, get that scene
And it ain't even work out
But I know jah jah have a plan fi me
Put that shit way behind me now
For the ones who ain't support me
Through da picky road then love's lost (Lost Lost)
Them say the likkle Indian boy can't make it
But imma prove them wrong
I tell em' to wash it off
The hate and things they wanna be
Strive fi that and achieve some dreams woo yeah (Woo Yeah)
From age 1 mi never gone along with bullshit
Dawgs on my girls, I left em' that shit
Young and told em' bros before hoes
He upped and told me it's hoes before bros
Never trusted my gut when it came to love
What they had for lunch was my guts
Yeah yeah yeah
My guts yeah yeah (Yeah)
So sad to see dawg get advantaged
Imma just sit back, take in the silence (Yeah Yeah)
Ouuu (Yeah Yeah)
Ouuu
Six in the morning everyday
Walked out to Aaron's not to play
But to grind and hustle
No time fi loving
Patek on my mind and I still can't afford it
But that's the goal to sleep and make money (Money)
Hoes on my mind, mindset on money (Money)
They don't even know my story
But they quick fi judge
And quicks fi ask for something
Whether it be ups or love in the morning
Hating on the low finna get you sidelined
First year three bitches fucked the fat me
Now if I'm slim them bitches eat the ground for me
I know what I like
And I know what's right for Bready
Put down the mask you see how they look
Very funny
Sugar mami a come inna hurry
And pick me up from school
From school
From school
We a head straight down to da picky road
Love me up she said
Hit it from the front in the Benz
Seats reclined? Can't even tell
Cause getting experience to practice on
These hoes be playing with my mind
Mama taught me better than that
No boy can't style the dan
He has plenty woman
But he really love off on one
And can't get it on lock
First day she walked in
That smile lit up the whole class
All I wanted to do was light up that ass
Then ah was like no Bready no
Treat it slow get it known
You love her differently
Meet her moms, get that scene
And it ain't even work out
But I know jah jah have a plan fi me
Put that shit way behind me now
For the ones who ain't support me
Through da picky road then love's lost (Lost Lost)
Them say the likkle Indian boy can't make it
But imma prove them wrong
