Testo Back On Road - Chris Patrick feat. Ausar
Testo della canzone Back On Road (Chris Patrick feat. Ausar), tratta dall'album Lost Files
Bass knock bumpin out the window
LA bending corners scraped my rental
Stay on the low but my friends don't
I ain't hard to find need no tracing like a stencil
Mama hit my line she woah boy where you be
I'm in NY I'm in Jersey Nashville occasionally
I been running state to state
Making plays dodging woes
With my woes
Please don't hit me up less God on the phone
No time for love baby
Been feeling like I'm drowning but it's waaavy
Can you blame me
I'm in rare form
Airborne
In and out the airport
Im not coming home
Until they treat me like I'm air Jordan
Shorty wanna see my world and terraform it
This point grab an app I tell em tear a form
Till the click so big we need a megazord
Till I launch careers I don't even need the credit for
I can't take a rest unless we press it forward
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like
I don't know
That she's alone again
I can't help It
If she won't pick
Up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold, cold
I can't act like
I don't know
That she's alone again
I can't help It
If she won't pick
Up the phone again
All my texts and calls on DND
Imma trek through all the DMV
I progress through walls like TNT
Drop a check to cop the BNB
Progressed to stars from EBT's
Them Execs wan talk and CC me
My success was all that feeded me
I forget lil shawty needed me
Obsessed to ball
Like Lonzo Brother
Ain't rest at all
Like Donald Glover
Suppress my flaws
Under
All the cover
I guess she logged out
From from all the trouble
Confessed I'm wrong
She don't wan another
Connection falling out
It's getting smother
The less we talk about
The more we struggle
Her friend been talking bout
How she wan dub it
I thought you
Would've road
Till the stress died
TLC neglected from me
Now you left eye
She keep screaming
She feel like
I don't invest time
See me leaving on the next flight
I thought you would've rode for me
I thought you would've rode for me
I thought you would've rode for me
I thought you would've rode for me
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold again
I can't act like
I don't know
That she's alone again
I can't help It
If she won't pick
Up the phone again
Can't come back home again
Back on the road again
Back on them shows again
She acting cold, cold
I can't act like
I don't know
That she's alone again
I can't help It
If she won't pick
Up the phone again
Credits
Writer(s): Ausar Bradley, Gold Haze, Christin Lee Patrick Jr.
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