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Everybody wanna be a beast I'm sure it's time to do what beasts do They can put the trashman on the stand when I'm fighting the charges I don't care, I'll still put your life in the garbage And I'ma still be righteous regardless That door that you opening up to friends and fans is likely revolving They don't always like to see you evolving Let's go Come on down these roads Where shit can get real thick real quick I chose this path so I suppose I have to deal with it And no, this isn't an encore It's more like a presentation by a boy flies a Concord with reservations levitatin' Demonstratin' longevity, as he's never left the sky because he's never been let down by his own revelation I left Patrón alone with strong meditation but I'm convinced it's in my chromosome 'cause my heart's forever racing I zone every day but I'm never dated Even rechrome on every Saturday tints I'm a culmination of all the reverend hates and the omen, but never Satan I'm knowin' heaven's wait If you come on down these roads Down these roads where there's not a free soul Quick highs, complete lows Everything in here is expensive, even cheap clothes He's hot, he's cold Letras de cancionesHere we go 'Round and 'round we go First they love you Go Then they hate you Go Then they love you again, and it's 'Round and 'round we go Then they hate you Go Then they love you Go Then they hate you again Come on down these roads Where people get real slick real quick Makin' millions ain't even the guarantee But you will eat so in a sense, this is your meal ticket Niggas will sit and eat with ya Leechers and ass and feet-kissers Trash bitches and sit and wait for you to finish that cheap liquor so she can sleep with ya But naw, this ain't back in the day These bitches these days like to take sneak pictures without asking you straight Shit, she might even end up leakin' 'em to the internet Five minutes before your bride-to-be can pass the bouquet For that infamous five minutes of fame It's crucial timin' but you decided to Come on down these roads But you done signed it The contract is in black and white And you might as well try to just make a movie out it You livin' inside the house fans built They might decide to move you out and 'Round and 'round we go First they love you Go Then they hate you Go Then they love you again, and it's 'Round and 'round we go Then they hate you Go Then they love you Go Then they hate you again Come on down these roads Where shit can get real lit Niggas can fly quick as they wheels lift Over that sound skin that deals in Over that crowd chant they will sin Over that ball life, life flashes right before our eyes Like that check engine, that aura light You might go fuck a whore and roar, you know I'm right Your wifey tryna claw and fight for ya Blowin' up your phone at 4 at night She might go fuck your boss bite That's if you not the loyal type That's if you got the kind of boys who mad 'cause you don't throw 'em cash Each time they owe and ask you to go and stashes If the answer's no, then you so irrational You the one who ruined 'em, you shouldn't have spoiled his ass then But you don't wanna hear that one Come on down these roads Where by the time that you've developed a buzz You realize that Coke ain't even a helluva drug Rick James lied to you 'cause everybody and their mom do it You might've even been high and seen God do it 'Round and 'round we go First they love you Go Then they hate you Go Then they love you again, and it's 'Round and 'round we go Then they hate you Go Then they love you Go Then they hate you again From Letras Mania