Roaming Lyrics

Young N**** On The Rush To Get Paid

I’ve Been Chasing

My Dream And Ducking My Grave

They Ask Me How It Feel To Be Chosen

Never Know If You’re Coming Or Going

I’ve Been Roaming

I’ve Been Roaming

Nowhere To Run, Nowhere To Hide

You Could Live And You Could Die

For Not Keeping Your Role, Better Get Low

Whenever That Heater Explode,

Not Playing Your Role

Now The Reaper Reaching Your Soul

Your Killer, He Gone

Way At Home, Bleaching His Clothes

And You Could Die

For Not Wrapping Your Dick

Lacking And Shit

Know These Hoes Be Having That Shit

Ratchet As Shit

Now You In Your Casket And Shit

In Front Of This Fake Ass Pastor And Shit

And Listen, You Could Die

An Innocent Human Being, Cancer A Bitch

Seen That Shit Shatter A Dream

No Matter Your Age

A Grave Ain’t As Far As It Seem

Watch The Fate, Way Back In 2013

Pray I Can See 30 A Healthy And Free Man

Hope I Don’t Die In The Street

Or Get Locked In A Jam

I Talked To Woadie Last Week Said

He Got Him A Plan

Popped Him A Xan

Died With His Fire In His Hand

Thats Why You Gotta Stay Focused, Focused

We Prolly In Hell Already

How The Masses Ain’t Know It

Everybody Kissing Ass To Get To Heaven

And Ain’t Going, I’m A

Young N*** On The Rush To Get Paid

I’ve Been Chasing

My Dream And Ducking My Grave

They Ask Me How It Feel To Be Chosen

Never Know If You’re Coming Or Going

I’ve Been Roaming

I’ve Been Roaming

Nowhere To Run, Nowhere To Hide

You Could Live And You Die