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The Road (feat. PKAK & B2ntl3y) lyrics

Performer Grim Chiefa

The Road (feat. PKAK & B2ntl3y) song lyrics by Grim Chiefa official

The Road (feat. PKAK & B2ntl3y) is a song in English

I've been walking around with my head low Trying to figure out why I've been low
Don't know where to go, I follow my soul Only God know the road
Only God know the road, here we go
Oh wow, can I make it out? If I'm feeling barricaded I will probably be another victim to the dark side

Demons flying all about, dear God, can you take me to another route? Figured out how to make it out
Turn my pen into an automatic, got you feeling ecstatic whenever I'm rapping
Packing up steroids, got you running back like an addict, that means they dope shit
If you got the beat then I got it, I'm too good to push half a brick

I'm too immaculate to pick up a Mac, I send a prayer to them kids
Catching two in the back, now everything that I sing, I put it all in my raps
Okay, I started from the bottom, I was piecing on scraps
Now I'm trying to be the one to put the town on the map

I was practicing raps while they was raiding the trap
A couple things on the curve and the days would crack
But either way, I would never go back
If you could show me another direction, lesson learned from a youngest concern

I'm a knight with a pen and I'm waiting my turn
They send shots but they miss, man, they never would learn
They still edible, ain't nobody better though
Dynamite flow on the mic, I was ready to blow

You're like a deep throat, bring your stuff to me, you a choke
They all claiming that they real but they nothing but jokes, ah
I've been walking around with my head low
Trying to figure why I've been low

Don't know where to go, I follow my soul
Only God know the road
Only God know the road, here we go
How you doing

It's cold in the room I grew up in
Mama never at home
Had to change the light to think I'm on
Saving grace, I need them all

Freshest produce, I need them all
That's all, they niggas wanna trip, I send them luggage
Fucking with the cops, I see you bugging
I'm lunching my appetites, they eat them all

Yeah, that's one time for T3
The game's sick, they need me
I'm trying to get away, they pulling back
Where the answer sway before I snap

Fade away like dirt, no going back
Nothing's impossible
I got God as my guide and I'm swimming through obstacles
Dodging bullets, dodging fame

Benjamin is on my brain
Y'all can't stop a G, I move discreet
So when I'm home, don't FaceTime
I'ma get it even if I gotta take time

The team is gone, we on the road away
To bring the dub back like eight times
I go hard in the paint like it ain't mine
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Writer: Zachary Byrd
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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