Roadman - Talk Lyrics

Um
Hello
Yeah
Um
Can you uh
Can you turn the headphones down a bit
Just a little bit
Yeah
Its 2am in New York city
Just tryna give you a piece of my mind
I've been singing songs
I've been working on a lullaby
Tryna set the record straight for my niccurs
Who be living on the other side
Tryna make a better life
Bad guys always win when the good guys do nothing
Because you're tryna make a killing your shady with your dealings
You don forget say nah God get all the blessings
So why you con dey stress
Why you always stressing
I got that feeling bro
I got that feeling
Brother
Wetin day sup now
Wetin day sup
Wetin de sup
Babushka
Medusa
Roadman
Rodman
I'ts roadman
Tell me why you always stressing.
Why you always stressing
Bro its not about the flex
I'ts about the info and the knowledge you collect
I'ts about the money and the Raba you invest
I'ts about the life and the souls you affect
Cause, I see the vision clearer
We gotta love each other
We gotta stay together
No matter any weather
And now we working harder
And now we going farther
We going up the ladder
Glory to the father
Wetin dey sup now
Wetin dey sup brother
Wetin dey sup
Roadman pon deck
Why you always stressing
She no wan dey talk
She just wan dey f*ck
Baby girl this one no be love
But I'm kinda lost
I see the lust in your eyes
So f*ck it imma ride or die tonight girl
This ain't never gonna last
But you make me feel alive tonight
Take a ride tonight
You and I tonight
Baby
Wetin dey sup now
Wetin dey sup
Why you always stressing
Don't lose focus man
Don't lose focus
Road talk volume one