Cheese n Cake - ROAM (feat. Quelly Woo)

It's getting late, I gotta dip
Off a 30, I really don't care
Moving Cavalier like Donovan
When you told me you love me
I swear that it sounded so promising
I'd rather be lonely, I think I need my own continent
Own, I need my own continent

Pull up flexing looking lavish
They like, "Who that is?"
Oh, that's just that nigga
Who be doing it for all the days he ain't have it
Oh, that's just that nigga
Who be stacking his breesh, toting on a canon
I'ma try to make it happen
I'ma try to make it go
I gotta get in that mode
I was down bad, I was broke
Brokie
I was up all night trying to find a wave
I ain't get no sleep
So far it went good
I went to the teller and told her I'm pulling out 50
She said, "What you need it for?"
Bitch, I'm getting drippy
Off a 30, I'm feeling trippy
Off a 30, I'm seeing red
Mmm
I ain't feel love on no Romeo, Juliet

I could be your Romeo
You don't gotta Roam
Roam
Ride me like a Harley, baby
Mmm
In the foreign push to start it, baby
I'm just barely getting started, baby
I'm just barely getting started
Started, mmm
Why they wanna see me fail
Wanna see me departing
They hate it when you going up rather see you falling
So when you move, better move in caution
You don't wanna end up in a coffin
Alright, okay, alright
Everything gonna get better with time
It sound like a lie
Everything feel better every time I pour up a line
Everything feel better every time when you on my mind
Drugs be masking the pain that's lurking inside

It's getting late, I gotta dip
Off a 30, I really don't care
Moving Cavalier like Donovan
When you told me you love me
I swear that it sounded so promising
I'd rather be lonely, I think I need my own continent
Own, I need my own continent

I need my own continent
I need my own
I need my own
Baby, you don't gotta roam
You don't gotta roam
Roam
Roam
You don't gotta roam

Written by:
Quelly Woo

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