Barely in town, two days a week
Every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
My assistant gon' hit you, a hitch on the low
And the car got a bomb on the low in it
Tracking device with a thing in the center
Cell phone jammers all in the hallway
You don't just get here, back for the dinner
Private jet with a staff in the middle
Even went with a gut in my liver
Iced out my chest, and its heart in my riddle
Somewhere in the center of the city
Somewhere in the middle of the city
Aaah in deep, I'm sitting
In a hotel, In greece im hittin
Aaah
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Reach me on the phone
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English
Barely in town, two days a week
Every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
My assistant gon' hit you, a hitch on the low
And the car got a bomb on the low in it
Tracking device with a thing in the center
Cell phone jammers all in the hallway
You don't just get here, back for the dinner
Private jet with a staff in the middle
Even went with a gut in my liver
Iced out my chest, and its heart in my riddle
Somewhere in the center of the city
Somewhere in the middle of the city
Aaah in deep, I'm sitting
In a hotel, In greece im hittin
Aaah
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Reach me on the phone
Every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
My assistant gon' hit you, a hitch on the low
And the car got a bomb on the low in it
Tracking device with a thing in the center
Cell phone jammers all in the hallway
You don't just get here, back for the dinner
Private jet with a staff in the middle
Even went with a gut in my liver
Iced out my chest, and its heart in my riddle
Somewhere in the center of the city
Somewhere in the middle of the city
Aaah in deep, I'm sitting
In a hotel, In greece im hittin
Aaah
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Been a minute when I'm starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Yeah and I'm really not starving at all
And I'm really not starving at all
Two days a week, every day I sleep on the road
Pack my bags and I get on a plane
Only way you reach me on the phone
Reach me on the phone
Writer: Rohith Kolli
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