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Rod Wave - Roaming (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Wave
Rod Wave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodarius Green
Rodarius Green
Songwriter
Aaron Tago
Aaron Tago
Songwriter
Mark Bankhead
Mark Bankhead
Songwriter
Randy Turner Jr.
Randy Turner Jr.
Songwriter
Tracy Maxwell Jr.
Tracy Maxwell Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Tago
Yung Tago
Producer
80Apes
80Apes
Producer
Travis Harrington
Travis Harrington
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh You gotta (Dekalb got that thing nice) You know what I be sayin', gotta just Enjoy life, you know what I'm sayin'? I just gotta stay off my phone, stay active, you know what I'm sayin'? In touch with reality, you know what I'm sayin', real I've been livin' lately, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, this for real Young nigga on a rush to get paid I been chasin' my dream and duckin' my grave They ask me how it feel to be chosen Never know if you're comin' or goin' I've been roamin', I've been roamin' Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide When you live and... You could die for not keeping your pole Better get low whenever that heater explode Not playing your role Now the reaper reaching your soul Your killer, he gone Wail at home bleaching his clothes And you could die For not wrapping your dick, lacking and shit Know these hoes be having that shit Ratchet and shit Now you in your casket and shit In front of this fake ass pastor and shit And listen, you could die An innocent human being Cancer a bitch, seen that shit shatter a dream No matter your age, a grave ain't as far as it seem Watch the fate, way back in 2013 Pray I can see 30 a healthy and free man Hope I don't die in the street or get locked in a jam I talked to whoadie last week, say he got him a plan Popped him a Xan', died with his fire in his hand Thats why you gotta stay focused, focused We probably in hell already, how the masses ain't know it? Everybody kissin' ass to get to heaven and ain't going I'm a young nigga on a rush to get paid I been chasin' my dream and duckin' my grave They ask me how it feel to be chosen Never know if you're comin' or goin' I've been roamin', I've been roamin' Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide When you live and die On a rush to get paid My grave, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah On a rush...
Writer(s): Aaron Tago, Mark Bankhead, Rod Green, Tracy Maxwell, Randy Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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