Thelonious Martin - Road lyrics

Right right Right right Hey girl, where you going? Girl you, I didn't get your name I don't really know your size and I don't need to know your waist I just got another route, another place for me to go, go And I don't know you no more, more And I don't know you no more, more Like I don't know you no more, more And I don't know you no Road runner Yeah, well, heard you're looking for a bag now Hooh aye aye aye aye, this summer I will, yeah, searching for the bag now Hooh aye aye aye aye I just been working and working and making sure all of my music is perfect It's perfect, ok well then let's drop it and make sure they copy Cause I'm bagging dope and this sh** isn't working If I want a mansion, a house in the Hamptons Move out of Wisconsin, then I need some purpose I swear that it's over when I'm taking over Don't ask me no questions, don't care who your mans is sh** now, all I afford is rent now It's time to board up my ends now I hit the dope and that sh** is so loud I'm like girl I feel nauseous now Trapo the boy no doubt I'm making noise no doubt Still wanna be that n***a on the big screen, on the side of the sh** Fire on my lip, I get high Running through the streets all day and the night Running with that heat on me, protection Tell 'em boy don't play-ay-ay-ay, wow-ow-ow-ow Play-ay-ay-ay, wow-ow-ow-ow They ain't ever seen a n***a rap this good It's a shame how I came in the game with my feet up shorty n***as always facing the opposite way when they meet us shorty And all they got is speeches for me And I always leave 'em speechless n***a Damn I need a ring, I could teach this n***a Right, always think I'm speechless n***a Damn I need a ring, I could- right, right You lookin' at me, what you want? And Adam and Eve, they smoked dope So you and your girl, and let's go And I got some dreams of my own They whippin' that foreign car and it's still in a foreign She born in the states, well that's close And I got some plates of my own But you're moving weight so let's go They all in the way so let's go Yeah, yeah Road runner Yeah, well, heard you're looking for a bag now Hooh aye aye aye aye, this summer I will, yeah, searching for the bag now Hooh aye aye aye aye Why ya, why ya actin' like you don't know me no more Tryna smoke all of my dope, tryna mess with all my bros, yeah Well we don't mess with you no more, yeah No we don't mess with you no more, yeah