Road [Interlude]
Marlon Craft
I could tell you 'bout this road I been on
I could tell you 'bout it
Let me tell you 'bout this road I been on
Let me tell you 'bout it
Ain't nobody else really out here
I swear I can't feel comfortable without fear
Everybody hitting up my phone like
"you did it now!"
Everybody wanna be a piece of the riddle now
When I couldn't stand on my own
You was sitting down
I don't even feel bad ignoring
Not a litte now leave 'em all red like
The traffic light broken
March to my own drum
You are just a symbal now
Distances I travelled in the
Town where nothing's open
Now nobody mouth closed and ain't
A single lid around
They was never up, how could I get 'em down?
They was never up, how could I let 'em down?
This road I been on let me tell you 'bout it