I'm on the road
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
Baby I hop I'm the ghost
Counting the bread
Get'n the loaf
Rolling up good
Smoking the dope
Breaking the bag
Im w the bro's
I'm w the fam
Know how it go
Get in a jam
Gotta reload
Get what I can
Got it for low
Get what I can
Get it and go
They jus threw some more shade
Pure white call it Colgate
You don't like the locate we can go relocate
My gas is like propane
You know I got some road range
Ya know I wear them goal thangs
I put that on my whole team
You know I got that cash
To Get them strippers on that pole
You know she in my ear
She do the most
She want the whole
Can't get her out her feelings
So I got her out her clothes
Aggression with no fear
She get on top
She wan control thangs
Doing it so good
That I forgot about my old thang
Need my money varies
I don't like the slow rate
They don't really know me
They jus call me by my code name
Girl wassup close range
Baby we can both rage
I'm not in my old ways
Baby them the old days
Use to have a bald fade
Now I got a nose ring
You gone keep on hating cause
She f*ck w me the long way
She gone leave you waiting
While I f*ck her in the hallway
Met her out in Rahway
She gave it to me broad day
It's usually a calm day
But this was not a calm day
Walk and hit the run way
Look like yo name Beyoncé
And I know she put on a show
That's if we talking broadway
I'm on the road
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
TattedHollyWood - On the Road Lyrics
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I'm on the road
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
Baby I hop I'm the ghost
Counting the bread
Get'n the loaf
Rolling up good
Smoking the dope
Breaking the bag
Im w the bro's
I'm w the fam
Know how it go
Get in a jam
Gotta reload
Get what I can
Got it for low
Get what I can
Get it and go
They jus threw some more shade
Pure white call it Colgate
You don't like the locate we can go relocate
My gas is like propane
You know I got some road range
Ya know I wear them goal thangs
I put that on my whole team
You know I got that cash
To Get them strippers on that pole
You know she in my ear
She do the most
She want the whole
Can't get her out her feelings
So I got her out her clothes
Aggression with no fear
She get on top
She wan control thangs
Doing it so good
That I forgot about my old thang
Need my money varies
I don't like the slow rate
They don't really know me
They jus call me by my code name
Girl wassup close range
Baby we can both rage
I'm not in my old ways
Baby them the old days
Use to have a bald fade
Now I got a nose ring
You gone keep on hating cause
She f*ck w me the long way
She gone leave you waiting
While I f*ck her in the hallway
Met her out in Rahway
She gave it to me broad day
It's usually a calm day
But this was not a calm day
Walk and hit the run way
Look like yo name Beyoncé
And I know she put on a show
That's if we talking broadway
I'm on the road
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
Baby I hop I'm the ghost
Counting the bread
Get'n the loaf
Rolling up good
Smoking the dope
Breaking the bag
Im w the bro's
I'm w the fam
Know how it go
Get in a jam
Gotta reload
Get what I can
Got it for low
Get what I can
Get it and go
They jus threw some more shade
Pure white call it Colgate
You don't like the locate we can go relocate
My gas is like propane
You know I got some road range
Ya know I wear them goal thangs
I put that on my whole team
You know I got that cash
To Get them strippers on that pole
You know she in my ear
She do the most
She want the whole
Can't get her out her feelings
So I got her out her clothes
Aggression with no fear
She get on top
She wan control thangs
Doing it so good
That I forgot about my old thang
Need my money varies
I don't like the slow rate
They don't really know me
They jus call me by my code name
Girl wassup close range
Baby we can both rage
I'm not in my old ways
Baby them the old days
Use to have a bald fade
Now I got a nose ring
You gone keep on hating cause
She f*ck w me the long way
She gone leave you waiting
While I f*ck her in the hallway
Met her out in Rahway
She gave it to me broad day
It's usually a calm day
But this was not a calm day
Walk and hit the run way
Look like yo name Beyoncé
And I know she put on a show
That's if we talking broadway
I'm on the road
I lost control
I'm all alone
I'm Dolo
No where to go
So where I go
Nobody knows
Keep it on the low
Writer: Haneef Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave