mel - on the road lyrics
on the road lyrics
[intro: both, mêl & ty balla]
(oouu!) ahh (yeah!)
wish i was on the road
(wish i was on the road!)
[chorus: mêl]
wish i was on the road (woah!) (woah!)
doing it like uzi (yeah!)
rocking shows, rocking tours
my b_tch bad & bougie (yeah!)
my n_ggas go crazy
he ain’t babies, he keep that “2_3”
(let’s go!)
a couple n_ggas i know
(let’s go!) let’s go!) (let’s go!)
if they see me balling
they gone wanna shoot me (yeah!)
they gone wanna shoot me
call up ty, he get the shooting (boaw!)
but f_ck that let’s get this money
so much money this sh_t get funny (yeah!)
i can never lose
cause i remember i was bummy (yeah!)
so i’ma keep on flowing, count the racks
& keep on going (yeah!)
[verse 1: mêl]
and i can’t never fumble
no i gotta keep my focus
got some dreams & i’ma show it
scrambling in these mixed emotions
remember they thought that i was boring
come in the game i gotta kick the door in
big ‘ole whip with the brand new floor in
she see me stunting
this ain’t no old sh_t
(old sh_t)
she see me stunting, this ain’t no old sh_t
these n_ggas really mad
cause they all broke & i’m on go b_tch
(on go)
wherever i go you know i gotta pull up with at least bout 4 b_tches
ain’t no stopping me
these n_ggas dumb i know y’all really wishing
(yeah_yeah!)
but i won’t flop
nah little b_tch gotta stay on top
cruising downtown with a big bankroll
let a lil n_gga try take that (woah!)
my n_ggas shoot like they tryna up the score
‘up_down_left_right’
yeah cheat code
shoutout to “juice”
you know that’s my idol
can’t never fold
put my hand on the bible
rapping so fast
put ya head in a spiral (yeah!)
put ya head in a spiral yeah
like (woah!)
(wish i was on the road!)
(yeah!)
(rocking shows!) (rocking tours!)
(my b_tch bad & boujee!)
[chorus: mêl]
wish i was on the road
doing it like uzi (let’s go!)
rocking shows, rocking tours
(let’s go!) (let’s go!) (let’s go!)
my b_tch bad & bouje (yeah!)
my n_ggas go crazy
he ain’t babies, he keep that “2_3”
a couple n_ggas i know if they see me balling
they gone wanna shoot me (yeah!)
they gone wanna shoot me
call up ty, he get the shooting
but f_ck that let’s get this money
so much money this sh_t get funny (yeah!)
i can never lose
cause i remember i was bummy (yeah!)
so i’ma keep on flowing, count the racks
& keep on going (yeah!)
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