Secret Song 2 (feat. M3cca)
Up up and away
Floating down the interstate
Up up and away
Floating down the interstate
Lighting up my J
Floating down the interstate
Higher than a bitch, I wonder why
Hold up
Up up and away, floating down the interstate
Got a date with joy my boy and I can't be a minute late
I'ma run away, no wonder I don't know the way
I wonder if I wander long enough if I can make a play
Yeah, call up my folk, tell em I'm chasing ghost
Yeah, they tell me that I gotta ride coach
But I'm not leaving my post (Yae yae)
That's the way it is
Nomad searching for a piece of peace
Along with something real
And really that's the way I feel
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Fuck it
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Fuck em'
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Floating down the interstate
Up up and away
Floating down the interstate
Lighting up my J
Floating down the interstate
Higher than a bitch, I wonder why
Hold up
Up up and away, floating down the interstate
Got a date with joy my boy and I can't be a minute late
I'ma run away, no wonder I don't know the way
I wonder if I wander long enough if I can make a play
Yeah, call up my folk, tell em I'm chasing ghost
Yeah, they tell me that I gotta ride coach
But I'm not leaving my post (Yae yae)
That's the way it is
Nomad searching for a piece of peace
Along with something real
And really that's the way I feel
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Fuck it
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Fuck em'
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Dirty feet, I'm running
Nigga, tryna find my way
Way way way
I ain't got no map, no way to navigate
I say fuck it, they gon judge me anyway
Think I'm up to something
Credits
Writer(s): Terry Williams
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