Poetry
Down this road
Wanna go down this
I don't wanna go down this road
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Baby roll this weed while I roll in a jeep
Niggas posers, we authentic
Got to pop me a bean for these flows
I'm a team player that's why I got a ring on
We in this bitch from eight pm to three or four
The ATM gone break before we go broke
Dog Raef, I know you can't relate if you need sleep I don't
Rocking Palm Angels but I prey to God bout shit I need to know
I'm sorry baby, I don't wanna leave but I need to go
Chuck and chop give the beat that work without punching the clock
One thing I won't be is something I'm not, this just me coming alive
And the weed smells like something den died
The tank on E fuck it I'll drive
Whew got damn
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Grown man I got breaking points and limits too
Stay out the way but ain't no telling what a nigga do
Fuck with my family and I'm on a bitch heel like Jimmy Choo
Psilocybin THC I'm off them chemicals
I can't be quite specific, but if it got to do with a P nigga I den did it
If it's one thing for sure, I'm riding with it
I'm from where working yo move and doing a crime is different
I don't know who raised these niggas man it's kind of sickening
I just be patient chilling nigga like I'm fishing
I'mma roll me up a blunt and face it like a issue, whoa
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Wanna go down this
I don't wanna go down this road
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Baby roll this weed while I roll in a jeep
Niggas posers, we authentic
Got to pop me a bean for these flows
I'm a team player that's why I got a ring on
We in this bitch from eight pm to three or four
The ATM gone break before we go broke
Dog Raef, I know you can't relate if you need sleep I don't
Rocking Palm Angels but I prey to God bout shit I need to know
I'm sorry baby, I don't wanna leave but I need to go
Chuck and chop give the beat that work without punching the clock
One thing I won't be is something I'm not, this just me coming alive
And the weed smells like something den died
The tank on E fuck it I'll drive
Whew got damn
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Grown man I got breaking points and limits too
Stay out the way but ain't no telling what a nigga do
Fuck with my family and I'm on a bitch heel like Jimmy Choo
Psilocybin THC I'm off them chemicals
I can't be quite specific, but if it got to do with a P nigga I den did it
If it's one thing for sure, I'm riding with it
I'm from where working yo move and doing a crime is different
I don't know who raised these niggas man it's kind of sickening
I just be patient chilling nigga like I'm fishing
I'mma roll me up a blunt and face it like a issue, whoa
I don't wanna go down this road it makes my heart cold, the devil gets a hold of me
Don't push me off of this edge I'm close, I miss it back home the liquor takes control of me
They tell me I'm too bold won't bend nor fold, my life is like poetry
So if you come one step closer I'll sell you my soul and tell you what was told to me
Told to me
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Parker
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