Long Road Home
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
This a letter to my kids
Letter for my peace
A letter for my pain
A letter for the streets
This a letter for my tears
A letter for the years
I wasted on a bitch
Who didn't deserve the love I give
Why why why
Please tell me why you put me through it
Tell me I'm tired of looking stupid
My heart cold
I let bitch put me through it
I chose you
When I had other hoes choosing
Love is pain so I can't love nobody
You broke my heart so I can't trust nobody
Fuck that X and O
I don't want no more
Life heals I just wanna close that door
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
Call the cops I took a plea
Had a baby on the way
You say you love our girls
Why you sent they pops away
Never said I am a saint
Never said Ian share the blame
But to do me like you did
You should've never had my name
Cross my heart and hope to die
I still wish the best for you
Hope you find you a man that'll cherish you
But don't forget
You reap what you sow
And karma is a bitch she gets around
She's a hoe
This a letter to my ex bitch
Warning to the next bitch
Because of what she did
I'm still dealing with my ex shit
This a letter to my ex bitch
Warning to the next bitch
Because of what she did
I'm still dealing with my ex shit
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
This a letter to my kids
Letter for my peace
A letter for my pain
A letter for the streets
This a letter for my tears
A letter for the years
I wasted on a bitch
Who didn't deserve the love I give
Why why why
Please tell me why you put me through it
Tell me I'm tired of looking stupid
My heart cold
I let bitch put me through it
I chose you
When I had other hoes choosing
Love is pain so I can't love nobody
You broke my heart so I can't trust nobody
Fuck that X and O
I don't want no more
Life heals I just wanna close that door
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
Call the cops I took a plea
Had a baby on the way
You say you love our girls
Why you sent they pops away
Never said I am a saint
Never said Ian share the blame
But to do me like you did
You should've never had my name
Cross my heart and hope to die
I still wish the best for you
Hope you find you a man that'll cherish you
But don't forget
You reap what you sow
And karma is a bitch she gets around
She's a hoe
This a letter to my ex bitch
Warning to the next bitch
Because of what she did
I'm still dealing with my ex shit
This a letter to my ex bitch
Warning to the next bitch
Because of what she did
I'm still dealing with my ex shit
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road so so far from home
Ain't seen my kids in months
Can you please pick up the phone
I know I played my part
But we both had our wrongs
I'm looking for a directions
I'm just trying to make it home
I been on the road ooooooh
I been on the road ooooooh
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Writer(s): Donald Anderson
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