Текст песни Rocky Road - Phoenixinredd

Yeah
I'm too jaded, you too broken
You get faded, I get focused
Can't sleep if I want view by ocean
Yuh, flow Aveeno, smooth as lotion

I feel like a kid again, uh
It was a few years ago, and we're probably both grown
So I probably should hit again, uh
It was the rockiest road, but I made it across
Now it's time to get lit again, uh
It was a perilous road with the sleet and the snow
But my tires are Michelin, yeah yeah
I do not miss, I heard your new shit
Tell you the truth, it was mid again
Hop in the booth, put on a beat
I fuck it up, make a hit again
I got the juice, I got the heat
Six feet deep how I'm killing em'
I break the rules, then I break a trishe
She should have never talked shit again

Ooh yeah
Chop it and screw, yeah
Pop it, then we smoke this up
Shout out the Woo, yeah
Paint the picture, put my music in the Louvre, yeah
She text him, and him, and him
That's the whole crew, damn
I took the summer off, but now it's back to business
Finish what I started, she's the first to finish
She call me her darling like it's 1950
Funny, 1942 the only thing we're sipping
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Promethazine for wholesale
I just popped a couple, hit the shuffle
That's a slow jam
I don't need advise from rappers who sound like an old man
Dance around who she voting for, I call that a poll dance, yeah
You see my complexion and you start to question
Then I start rapping, and your whole ego shattered
Then you start rapping and I see what's the matter
You can't touch my shit, little boy, like fuck that
I roll with the rug rats
You say you the glue, so I'm pretty sure you huffed that
She said that she love me, but I learned that I can't trust that
So I gotta step back, Ima' have to brush back

I feel like a kid again, uh
It was a few years ago, and we're probably both grown
So I probably should hit again, uh
It was the rockiest road, but I made it across
Now it's time to get lit again, uh
It was a perilous road with the sleet and the snow
But my tires are Michelin, yeah yeah
I do not miss, I heard your new shit
Tell you the truth, it was mid again
Hop in the booth, put on a beat
I fuck it up, make a hit again
I got the juice, I got the heat
Six feet deep how I'm killing em'
I break the rules, then I break a trishe
She should have never talked shit again, ooh