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On The Road
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Hip-Hop/Rap
On The Road was released on January 21, 2024 by Self Validated as a part of the album Temporary Euphoria
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Release DateJanuary 21, 2024
LabelSelf Validated
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tafari Robinson
Tafari Robinson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Told that bitch that I don't need her And I ain't thinkin' twice about leavin
Got some wock in my cup, codeine dreamin' If the wock ain't enough, roll the weed up
Baby, I be on the road too much Keep my strap, I gotta load it up
Feelin' bad, can't open up But the cash keep me focusin
Told that bitch that I don't need her And I ain't thinkin' twice about leavin
Got some wock in my cup, codeine dreamin' If the wock ain't enough, roll the weed up
Baby, I be on the road too much Keep my strap, I gotta load it up
Feelin' bad, can't open up But the cash keep me focusin
Might want you bad, baby, I don't need you You a bad lil' jawn, a Diva
I had pretty ones that's evil So I won't hesitate to leave you
Ain't no smoking mirror girl you see through But I seen you, yeah, I peeped you
In a room full of so many people To be honest, girl, I ain't mean to
I been rollin' up, now I'm feelin' in my zone Ain't the only one that I think of takin' home
Got too many women that be livin' alone And they hittin' my phone, want me give em' this bone
If I pull up, she know I'ma put this dick on her Ain't stayin' the night, bitch, you know I'm a loner
I make too much money to sleep to the mornin
I know that she notice the grind
And she know I'm a hustler So it's hard for me to give her time
On the road, gotta double up And you know I gotta keep my nine
Can't let a **** take what's mine I know **** hungry, but don't even try
Leave your mama cryin' why, I took her only baby life
Pussy **** had to die That's what's gon' happen when you live in triflin
Look him straight into his eyes Send him to God, tell him he God sent
Then I pour a double shot And another shot, wash away my sins
I ain't got time for the nonsense She lovin' my songs, say they timeless
She love when I flow and I'm rhymin' I'm the sun to your solar system
Cause I be shinin' Might've fucked on your oldest sister
She wasn't my bitch All the hoes know I'm really different
Like I'm Mike Lowry, Never tell a bitch I'm sorry
Get more money than your ex's combined together I've been tryin' to get my mind together
The drugs be takin' me to higher levels I pray to the Lord right beside the devil
That look in my eyes, tell you I'm a killer The streets is talkin', they know I'm the realest
Keep some apes, you know my **** gorillas And if you play, you know my **** gon' kill ya
All about that pape yea, I'm all about my Skrilla Yeah, I'm all about my Skrilla
My black bitch she chocolate, my white bitch vanilla They special whenever I mix them together
I swear that they never mind kissin' each other I make them pour wine like the tea in the kettle
I keep them in line, you know bitches be rebels You know I need them drugs
More than I need your love I usually drink D'ussé
It's lean in my cup Got me zooted, can't move, bae
I feel like I'm stuck, I feel too faded Know that I'm fucked up, I feel like I'm hallucinating
Off the drugs I'm takin', it feels so amazing They make me creative
I pour up and pour up I roll up and roll up and count up and count up
I make that cash like I get paid under counters They ridin my wave but they know that they drownin
Written by: Tafari Robinson
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