G.Q. - Another Road lyrics
rate meAnd it feels like,it feels like
Lookin’ at the window I just don’t know what I’m looking for
But I know it’s not inside this room
When I’ve been to the show
‚til it hits me up like:
Girl,what’s up?I know you’re off to work
And Im about to act like a fuckin’ fool when they move this curtain
That’s why I told them
To catch me rollin’ with my goldestate
Even though it might not be good
I’m feeling great
Got to be in shape cause you know in this world you got to play
Everytime they thing you don’t see them
They’re gonna try to rate you
Look what I gave you
I’m so...that I forgot the pain
My momma told me
Boy,don’t let this music thing change you
It’s a little too late for that
Like Mary Jane I don’t want no drama
And when I’ll succeed I’ll make you think it’s my honour
You know I got to say this
She loved when I slide upon her
Killin’ my liver
If I take another hit at this
Everything I want I see it
It’s on my Christmas list
I think they finally get the shit
That life is a failure
You’ll be talking.,I’ll be living it
I’m a business tip
Take a business trip
Front go line broken
Please don’t let the devil know
You ain’t worth what you thought
Look what you settled for
And I got too much on my mind
Can I breath?
I feel like I ain’t got no time
Can I freeze?
Let the beat drop like the top of the summer...
Out of sight,out of mind
Finally on the mother shit
Nigga please,you must think I’m done to shit
If you’re trippin’,I ain’ trippin’
I take another bitch
Bitch don’t take it personal
It’s really out of my control
Is it me,or do people make you the real call?
I think we do
I think we do
But I don’t know
But I don’t know
I wanna live with my mind on another road
Let the beat drop like the top of the summer...
Out of sight,out of mind
Finally on the mother shit
Nigga please,you must think I’m done to shit
If you’re trippin’,I ain’ trippin’
I take another bitch
Bitch don’t take it personal
It’s really out of my control
Is it me,or do people make you the real call?
I think we do
I think we do
But I don’t know
But I don’t know
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
Hause is haunted,I hear something
It got me so long,like DO with his earring
And things were happening
You make a call
See what your attitude and drink brings?
But I’m leaning on it
Middle finger raises my expectations
The Lord got my back
I know that
Can I do this often?
We’re speaking homie
When I speak,they want it
When the season is open
I could say goosbye
But I can’t right now
Stay,they won’t show enthusiasm if I won’t get paid
We’re being humble
Got this close niggaz
Gonna replace them
Trying to catch a star
Trying to bust the Mars?
I think they’re off,no balances,we’re in palaces
Fuckin’ with gold plates
Not bad for a beginner
If there’s a new testament
Than I would probably write a description
It’s the first time I let the beat drop
Like a summer...
Out of sight,out of mind
Finally on the mother shit
Nigga please,you must think I’m done to shit
If you’re trippin’,I ain’ trippin’
I just take another bitch
Bitch don’t take it personal
It’s really out of my control
Is it me,or do people make you the real call?
I think we do
I think we do
But I don’t know
But I don’t know
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
Out of sight,out of mind
Finally on the mother shit
Nigga please,you must think I’m done to shit
If you’re trippin’,I ain’ trippin’
I just get another bitch
Bitch don’t take it personal
It’s really out of my control
Is it me,or do people make you the real call?
I think we do
I think we do
But I don’t know
But I don’t know
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
I wanna live with my mind on another road,another road
