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Back2Roadz
6,205
Hip-Hop/Rap
Back2Roadz was released on November 11, 2022 by Moko under exclusive license to Believe as a part of the album 48, Pt. 1
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Release DateNovember 11, 2022
LabelMoko under exclusive license to Believe
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moko
Moko
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darius Green
Darius Green
Songwriter
Ian Green
Ian Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ian Green
Ian Green
Producer

Lyrics

This don’t work, it’s back to the roads
Back to the cats in the flats with the bros
Will man blow, who actually knows?
Count man in if money involved
Start of the year, man set some goals
I met them all, I impress myself
I don’t know how I actually feel
All I know is I’m numb to the thrill
Calling the cats, I’m done with the deals
Big man talks on a label deal
MJ said that the labels kill
I don’t know if I wanna be famous still
Might just cop me a stainless steel
I don’t wanna know how brainless feels
I don’t like them cah they ain’t as real
Still got on their training wheels
****, I know how I feel and I’ll say it
Ha, saw your track didn’t play it
Baby, just know I come back in the AM
Bad one sweet like cinnamon grahams
Sweetness, gonna jeet this in the evening
Couldn’t ever know how her mans been feeling
Steaming, hopes he’s dreaming
Better off fighting demons
Cah I won’t beef no idiot
Gyallie waan feel it
Gyallie waan taste this seaman
But it’s expensive, so you ain’t eating
Pattern your bredrin, **** anemic
Fatiguing
You don’t wanna see a real G leaning
You don’t wanna see my pals turn evil
Creep in the night, real demons
Even Stevens
Yo, yo, it’s me (Hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just jump out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
Like, yo, it’s me (Hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just jump out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
MO to the KO
I ain’t chilling on a block like JLO
Chasing pesos
Tryna get money like Bezoz
When your this colour, I don’t if your able
Shit, but we still gon' try
Cup been flowing, never gone dry
True say that I been that guy
But my life ain’t been online
I don’t get handy with keyboards
True say that your lifestyle rebor
Bro said that this ting gotta work
Cah tired of duckin' a nenor
Long time that a man should of blew
Like a **** just bust that C walk
All we know is T and bags, but none of us ain’t called Theodore
Huh, so much at stake
Bro always in and out of the jailhouse
Can’t get him a prison break
He just love dishin' flake
Gyal love come my way
Mmm, Bubu, what you say?
Gyal too fake
Just told me her mans away
That’s why
We could never love no hoes
And we could never trust no yatties
And you can only have one night
Lil Yachty
Gyal tell me I’m bad, but I’m Mr. Crabs
Cause I like money
Gyal tell me I’m bad, but I’m Mr. Crabs
(Hello! I like money)
Scummy
Gyal come round out D in her tummy
Day n' night, like Kid Cudi
I’ve been dry, but she tell me I’m funny
Funny?
Huh I ain’t been funny
Why you still here? I ain’t being funny
You know I gotta pick my son up
So you know you gotta pick your stuff up
Sending love from 1up
Don’t let the door hit you on the way out
When you get out
could you stay out
See none of my **** don’t play round
Treat your bad boy block like a playground
See I run these tracks like Neymar
Rainbow flick, top bins, don’t say more
If you want more
Then pay more
Gyal are just telling me, "Te Amo"
Yo, it’s me (hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just jump out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
Like, yo, it’s me (hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just hop out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
Yo, it’s me (Hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just jump out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
Like, yo, it’s me (Hello)
You don’t wanna see me get mad
Just jump out the cab
Then pull out the heat
Test them feet
Written by: Darius Green, Ian Green
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