I'm taking that road home
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
Yeah yeah
I'm taking that road home
I need a
She giving me slow dome
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
A couple of bitches, a couple of stitches
Lost all my trust, from a couple of snitches
A couple of riches, I need it like that
Living in ditches, we moving too fast
Get on my bag, like what was they doing
Oh they so mad cause they is still losing
I am still chewing and hungry for more
Made all this music from being so sore
A couple of dollars, a couple of scholars
I was just raised, by a couple of ballers
Girl let me holler, I need some new ass
Peep on my collar, thats GG to max
I'm on attack and yet I'm still breathing
Hustle that check, I think its my season
Give me a reason for pawning your hurt
Hate being second so tear me apart
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
Don't cry on my note, just swim in the waves
I am alone, could someone come save
Save me from drowning or downing a fifth
Her love pronouncing but it was a myth
Baby so cold, cold in her heart
I feel unknown, no soul that is art
Lost all control, no coal in my cart
Follow shadows, goal from the start
Talking not walking like pull up with cheese
I am a circus, surrounded by freaks
She just a snake, she won't admit it
She is a fake but a fake is still missing
I'm a mistake, mistake reminiscing
I cant complain cause I am still dripping
I am awake, but I am just hidden
I am afraid of losing my distance
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
BigLuke - Road Home Lyrics
BigLuke - Road Home Lyrics
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I'm taking that road home
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
Yeah yeah
I'm taking that road home
I need a
She giving me slow dome
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
A couple of bitches, a couple of stitches
Lost all my trust, from a couple of snitches
A couple of riches, I need it like that
Living in ditches, we moving too fast
Get on my bag, like what was they doing
Oh they so mad cause they is still losing
I am still chewing and hungry for more
Made all this music from being so sore
A couple of dollars, a couple of scholars
I was just raised, by a couple of ballers
Girl let me holler, I need some new ass
Peep on my collar, thats GG to max
I'm on attack and yet I'm still breathing
Hustle that check, I think its my season
Give me a reason for pawning your hurt
Hate being second so tear me apart
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
Don't cry on my note, just swim in the waves
I am alone, could someone come save
Save me from drowning or downing a fifth
Her love pronouncing but it was a myth
Baby so cold, cold in her heart
I feel unknown, no soul that is art
Lost all control, no coal in my cart
Follow shadows, goal from the start
Talking not walking like pull up with cheese
I am a circus, surrounded by freaks
She just a snake, she won't admit it
She is a fake but a fake is still missing
I'm a mistake, mistake reminiscing
I cant complain cause I am still dripping
I am awake, but I am just hidden
I am afraid of losing my distance
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
Yeah yeah
I'm taking that road home
I need a
She giving me slow dome
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
A couple of bitches, a couple of stitches
Lost all my trust, from a couple of snitches
A couple of riches, I need it like that
Living in ditches, we moving too fast
Get on my bag, like what was they doing
Oh they so mad cause they is still losing
I am still chewing and hungry for more
Made all this music from being so sore
A couple of dollars, a couple of scholars
I was just raised, by a couple of ballers
Girl let me holler, I need some new ass
Peep on my collar, thats GG to max
I'm on attack and yet I'm still breathing
Hustle that check, I think its my season
Give me a reason for pawning your hurt
Hate being second so tear me apart
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
Don't cry on my note, just swim in the waves
I am alone, could someone come save
Save me from drowning or downing a fifth
Her love pronouncing but it was a myth
Baby so cold, cold in her heart
I feel unknown, no soul that is art
Lost all control, no coal in my cart
Follow shadows, goal from the start
Talking not walking like pull up with cheese
I am a circus, surrounded by freaks
She just a snake, she won't admit it
She is a fake but a fake is still missing
I'm a mistake, mistake reminiscing
I cant complain cause I am still dripping
I am awake, but I am just hidden
I am afraid of losing my distance
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
I'm taking that road home
I need a new bag
She giving me slow dome
She love me that too bad
I think I did it, I did it the most
Hop out the phantom, they say they want smoke
Baby on call and she call me a ghost
Pulled out my box to cry on my note
Writer: Luke Wiemer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid