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I've been waiting on the train

To get my thoughts on track

Blowing up haze

So I don't go mad

I won't hold pain

But I want to hold stacks

Money in the bank

So I don't hold back

I've been on the roads

I'm just rolling on my own

Tryna stay sane

In a world on fire

When you got paid did

It end your desires?

Some chase paper

Some take flights

Some prey fame

Then there's you and I

Yeah I been on the roads

I'm just rolling on my own

Yeah I'm just

Rolling on my own

All I've ever known

Riding solo

Like a Mini Hot-Rod

Feeling so low

Kneeling on the hot road

Sticking to the floor

Hell-home asphalt

Yeah, I've been on the roads

And the roads cold

Chilled to the core

Making bad to the bones-

You get tired of the glitter

When you clock it ain't gold

Careful where you buy house

A lone house ain't ever a home

Doing what I can but like

A fucking wrecking ball

When I got a plan

I find a way to fuck it up

"Wrong way to tackle!"

Give myself a yellow card

Meditating with tobacco

Only time my chip is up

But fuck it all

You keep the gold chains

Keep all of the hoes

And the plaques

In their gold frame

All I really want:

A notepad with a ball pen

I hear money talk

Ain't nothing but a bold claim

Writings on the wall:

'Tight raps make a loose change'

Never given up, right back

From my school days

Brought up in the dark

Lights capped with a due date

Every other dusk lit lamps

When the fuse fade

Yeah and that's facts

Raised in that hell capital, no caps

Fuck it been a wreck

But the train's on track

Holding on to bit of faith

Hope I'm on God's plan

I'm just rolling on my own

Got my world on my spine

If I could make it

Out maybe I could buy time;

Investing in my people

Watch a dome give a dime

In the hope my time piece'

Give them hope, you can shine!

Got to be survivors

And that's word to the wise

Not many live

But everybody dies

Tell me how you feel

Im'a show you how to fly

Even though I never seem

To give myself good advice

Yeah, that's why

I be on my own

But there's a fine line

Splitting lonely and alone

If I died trying least

I know I had a soul

I'm a crowd on my own

It's a one man show

When it rains it pours

Fuck a rain coat

Here hails and it snows

London City knows

Every whisper on the roads

Blood stain from my notes

Reflect on the wet floors

That's a metaphor

Lucy in my dreams

What you think I met her for?

Told me anything

I want she can make mine

All a brother got to do is just sign

But I'll never make it home

So I'm just rolling on my own