Bleave & Melks - ROAD RAGE

One, look
He don't want the whole thing, triple profit bagging out eighths
I got that road rage, y'all should see the look on they face
They thought I won't change, y'all thought I was gone stay the same
He ate the whole thing, bowl of stupid starting his day

They going crazy for it
Thinking and talking action, they lazy for it
Put them in they spot and be straight forward, they made me for it
Pull up to the spot, can't let it drop, till they pay me for it
Put it on my grave, I went stupid crazy on baby for it
Triple my connection, might switch direction to get me forward
Anywhere I go, gon' be the top and I know my way home
Ain't no ultimatum, I go Tatum, and dunk on your dome
With all my respect, I think it's best that I leave y'all alone

Yeah
I been in my own lane driving, real hustler gone move in silence, lord knows
Make a little change, move product, keep doing the same till they got us, lord knows

Written by:
Damian Gaetano

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