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Julian Volare - Road Bends Lyrics



Julian Volare - Road Bends Lyrics
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Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I's at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
Look yeah I want gold so I got goals
I keep me some wits he keep him a pole
I can't be caught slipping cuz I'm on a road
I'm on the road to open the door to lead me to dough with all of my woes
Can't go outside the globe is too cold
Window too risky, so I use a peep hole
F*ck out my face if you a hoe
If you think that I said it I probably did
It might've been bad but it wasn't a diss
Almost Got was bad but it wasn't a miss
And Got It was lit but it wasn't a hit
You keep your stick next to your dick
So when I spit yo feelings gets hit
I don't need your money I just hit a lick
Find another stu cuz you know who you is
I'm back in my bag bout this bitch
Wrote half of this song before this shit
I feel like I'm drake with the way that I sneak diss
Heard your mixtape you can keep it
Weak ass bars boy you can freestyle
But you shouldn't because
What comes out sounds like you tryna sing along while in the mosh pit
Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I's at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
You can't see it but the road bend
Why you only see the dead end
Put that bullet right through my head
Ain't no suicide suicide millionaire he did it to himself
With his pistol on the shelf just to protect himself
Why you pressing learn yo lesson
I'm the preacher I'm the reverend
Know I'm preaching to the choir
Why don't y'all folks ever listen
Y'all disgust me y'all confessing
Crimes that could've been prevented
You know that you only do it to yourself
I ain't going nowhere so you know I'm going many places
Put my shoes on f*ck the laces
F*ck this place know too many faces
I'm tryna be on and somewhere I'm not
Be on a yacht going 22 knots
10k followers half of them bots
You ain't the cream you the mold of the crop
Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I'se at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
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Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I's at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
Look yeah I want gold so I got goals
I keep me some wits he keep him a pole
I can't be caught slipping cuz I'm on a road
I'm on the road to open the door to lead me to dough with all of my woes
Can't go outside the globe is too cold
Window too risky, so I use a peep hole
F*ck out my face if you a hoe
If you think that I said it I probably did
It might've been bad but it wasn't a diss
Almost Got was bad but it wasn't a miss
And Got It was lit but it wasn't a hit
You keep your stick next to your dick
So when I spit yo feelings gets hit
I don't need your money I just hit a lick
Find another stu cuz you know who you is
I'm back in my bag bout this bitch
Wrote half of this song before this shit
I feel like I'm drake with the way that I sneak diss
Heard your mixtape you can keep it
Weak ass bars boy you can freestyle
But you shouldn't because
What comes out sounds like you tryna sing along while in the mosh pit
Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I's at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
You can't see it but the road bend
Why you only see the dead end
Put that bullet right through my head
Ain't no suicide suicide millionaire he did it to himself
With his pistol on the shelf just to protect himself
Why you pressing learn yo lesson
I'm the preacher I'm the reverend
Know I'm preaching to the choir
Why don't y'all folks ever listen
Y'all disgust me y'all confessing
Crimes that could've been prevented
You know that you only do it to yourself
I ain't going nowhere so you know I'm going many places
Put my shoes on f*ck the laces
F*ck this place know too many faces
I'm tryna be on and somewhere I'm not
Be on a yacht going 22 knots
10k followers half of them bots
You ain't the cream you the mold of the crop
Shoot that shotgun in my face
Blind my vision with the spray
Tell the devil stay away
Cuz I know he got a way
With the words inside my head
Know he lure me with the dead
Know those pellets got a spread
Tryna rest me in my bed
Pump me up with hella lead
Rest in peace the legends
Thought I'se at a dead end
You can't see it but the road bend
You can't see it but the road bends
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Performed By: Julian Volare
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Julian Volare
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