Moneybagg Yo feat. Kodak Black – Rocky Road

Lyrics Rocky Road – Moneybagg Yo feat. Kodak Black

Over that
Talk to ’em

I’m lookin’ at my watch and think it’s time for me to go
I been posted on this block too long, somebody gon’ call the patrols
Swallowin’ all this dope, think I’m on four
Tryna get to my h*e but the Perkies got me froze
Been doin’ my baby momma wrong and leaving her at home
I cannot leave you on your own, we made this child together
Nina in my pocket goin’ down this rocky road
Runnin’ out of options, you the only one that rode

I’m the one that didn’t’ fold, all them other n**gas h*es
Out there standin’ by the pole, sellin’ dope to buy some clothes
‘Cause I knew that attract the h*es until one left my heart so cold
I just didn’t know no better, made me hard on the next one
Ari want another baby but I’m too busy chasin’ paper
Well, maybe, not right now, perfect timin’ might come later
If that’s yo’ n**ga, push ’bout him, shouldn’t be no favor for a favor
Stand on business, leave no witness, told them members that verbatim

Feel like we trapped, we in the trap, we on parole
How the hell we not gon’ tote this strap when y’all be tryna kill us
In the back of the Maybach, I’m tryna dodge the killers
Down here, the killers the cops, I can handle my opps

Don’t know who killed Nuski, we just know it’s a opp
Every n**ga claimin’ the body just want clout and some props
Found out where they been put up, tryna put em on Fox
Dosed off and had a dream I paid an M for the drop
I been all around the world, but still, my ear to the skreets
Put restrainin’ orders on me, that ain’t P, that’s police
Hard to get from out that water when you dive in too deep
I been running with some gremlins, yellin’, K-T-B, glee

I f**k with CMG, them boys like family to me
When I’m in Tennessee, ain’t even gotta call Bagg for the weed
S**t so flaky, hold on to everybody as tall as you and me
This generation so f**ked up, they go off envy and greed
You for yourself, ain’t bout yo’ team, I already know what that be
I’m on dope and lean, sometimes I mix the slow with the speed
I self reflect and think my life as a ten
I hit the meth when we had ran out of E
Mine’s just got shot, the flock came
Think in 2014, I’m in the block, chained
None of my n**gas dead, they just in the feds
None of my n**gas died, we the ones slangin’ iron

I’m grievin’ a lil different, been on nothin’ but bulls**t lately
Ain’t felt no love in months, my heart been runnin’ off of hatred
In touch with higher power, prayin’ Lil A beat these cases
Ain’t goin’ for extortion, want sum’n from me, come and take it
I’m eight hours ahead, you n**gas eight figures behind
If this s**t come down to it, I know lil’ bruh gone shoot that iron
Always told them what was up, can’t say I left ’em in the blind

You cap, you lyin’, I’m scrapped, I’m firin’, you dyin’
Comin’ down from off of six, Wockesha make me so mean
Put work in behind the scenes, tryna keep my face clean
I been hangin’ with blue hunnids ’cause these n**gas too green
I tote the city on my back, it put a strain on my spleen
I put the city on my back, it put a strain on my spleen
Mm, I been sippin’ on my sins, I’m right back drinkin’ this lean

SkyDiddy
Want somethin’ to feel like that, uh, uh, mm…

Written by Moneybagg Yo, Mook On The Beat, BennettMakingHits, DrumGod, Skywalker OG, Kodak Black
Produced by Mook On The Beat, BennettMakingHits, DrumGod & Skywalker OG
Moneybagg Yo | Kodak Black | 2022

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