Walker Road Rosa - Jersey in the Rafters

I think I’m meant for bigger
Go ask my bitches
Even they could tell you
Yeah that boy different from any other nigga
To keep it truthful
I be ruthless
When I’m fucking with them
Started making music
Made some truces with a couple women
Should’ve did you better but I didn’t
How could i forget it
All them feelings real
I hate the fact that they think I pretended
Made a couple purchases for purses
Oh now I’m forgiven
Trying to settle down and call it curtains
That’s not how I’m living
Don’t make it difficult
I only kept it real
She trying to tell me I’m typical
Wrote you a bunch of letters
But still don’t know where to send them to
Still don’t know you feel
But your profile is always clickable
Double tap on your selfie
She thick as hell looking healthy
I’m bout to jump on the road
And from the shit that she tell me
She bout to finish her clinicals
Refuse to be an obstacle
Jace is my successor
So success is never optional
She told me when you finally get get enough
They gone copy you
I know it but I still prolly spaz out like Mr. Crocker do
Surrounded by some fairy shit
How the hell this happened
This Hatchet I thought we buried it
A bad bitch
But she come with some baggage
And she can’t carry it
She post me
Then she always go postal
That shit embarrassing
I wish you wouldn’t speak bout our problems in public
When you get mad you hit the gram with our private discussions
I tried to make this into something it’s obviously nothing
But when it’s all said and done
And my jersey is in the rafters
I prayed to Jesus he heard me
I’m purging you through the rapture
Shit get tricky they get worried
I’m calling shots I’m the captain
I knew one day I would do it just wanted to do it faster
But when it’s all said and done
And my jersey is in the rafters
I prayed to Jesus he heard me
I’m purging you through the rapture
Shit get tricky they get worried
I’m calling shots I’m the captain
I knew one day I would do it just wanted to do it faster
You know the vibes on it
They walked them hills on me
High on it
Told them to pick a spot they gone die on it
Who you know can rep walker road and make that shit fye homie
Massive catalog you can pick a song I ain’t lie on it
Came too fucking far for me to quit
I’m never giving up
They used to hold they nuts on me Nigga
Oh now you give a fuck
Road Rage changed the bandwagon to a bigger bus
Can’t fit enough
Of the people who would actually come and pick me up
It got me feeling jaded
Smoking blunts til all the feelings faded
Living different phases
Take this shit in stages
Sometimes I reflect on my life oh my god
This shit amazing
How we get so high at the top when we started in the basement
Amazing graces
Saved me several occasions
My new shit been hella hot
I let Satan take a vacation
Give em hell
Could make a million off the shit that’s in this dell
Could never give you time that I can give myself
But when it’s all said and done
And my jersey is in the rafters
I prayed to Jesus he heard me
I’m purging you through the rapture
Shit get tricky they get worried
I’m calling shots I’m the captain
I knew one day I would do it just wanted to do it faster
But when it’s all said and done
And my jersey is in the rafters
I prayed to Jesus he heard me
I’m purging you through the rapture
Shit get tricky they get worried
I’m calling shots I’m the captain
I knew one day I would do it just wanted to do it faster

Written by:
Jarius Draper

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