Lyrics Hit the Road - BEL

I so want it, I so want it
I'll keep pushing till the seed grows
We sowed
I'm just silent
Looking listening thinking
Sipping whipping, hopping popping
You already know this

I've had enough, it was rough
Shake it off gotta run, to explore
And you knew I couldn't take it anymore
It's about the time I gotta get the door
Yeah, yea
Sending me gifts in a row
You were really getting close
But you know I gotta go shawty

I just got this
All I gotta do is put in work, don't worry about it
I ain't gonna tell you lies don't you worry about it
Amma run it when I spit a sonnet
You know I'll hit the road

Look
When I sing the keys
I do it like Messi when I'm on the beat mehn
Beam is in the building, he's a baller
Every day the boy has gotta make the hits

It's why I write it up, to drop the lines
And when I rap it up I shut it down
Pray for life
Every single morning when I see the light
Wake up to achieving what is in my mind

Take a flight, blow the trees
Boy going places, stacking up the cheese
Now I hear my music playing overseas
You could feel the buzz, they're flying like the bees

On the road highway, one twenty
I'm blowing straight to work, Mabushi
I gotta make the buck, elevators, escalators
Second floor Asta Gallery

Here's the way I work
I give it all, put in effort and I grow
Never stop, yea I'm headed to the top
This boy, see he bout to be a boss
He gon be a boss, he already is a boss
See I gotta make the right moves and floss
Stretch your wings and learn to live
What's meant to be, connectively is happening

Winner winner winner
When you got a goal
Something that would keep you on your toes
Then you gotta run it like you ghost

I mind my biz and find my peace
Talk to me I'm down to speak
O you know that I'm the ish
You could find me at the peak

Right in your earphone sweet like banana
Boy dropping hits like the manna
I've been only looking to the father
Does a lot of things and I don't bother
Papa

A lady looking fine sexy ass wine
Oh
Who has got a lot within
It's a work of art when you design
Chocolate girl she a brown skin
Dark

Here's the way I work
I give it all, put in effort and I grow
Never stop, yea I'm headed to the top
This boy, see he bout to be a boss
He gon be a boss, he already is a boss
See I gotta make the right moves and floss
Stretch your wings and learn to live
What's meant to be
Connectively is happening

Lord have Mercy on me
Lord have Mercy on your boy