On the Road Lyrics by TimP music is a newly released English song produced by Djon beats & Mike Hitt. The latest song The On the Road lyrics is written by TimP music.
On the Road Song Details:
| Song: | On the Road |
| Singer(s): | TimP music |
| Produced by: | Djon beats & Mike Hitt |
| Written by: | TimP music |
| Label: | TimP music |
On the Road Lyrics
Oh I’ve been on the Road
Ah, I’ve been running down the road
Moving too fast I need to slow
50 past speed limit, is it worth it
Make the money yeah I’m winning
Perfect this life m living aye yeah
Far from perfect yeah I’m learning
I don’t want to be a burden
But I’m riding snowboards like I’m on burton
I don’t wanna make the broads bored, hell that’s for certain
Got a problem with me you can take it up with my secretary
Here’s a proposal Tim don’t always be so caring
Cuz they don’t respect the weight on my shoulders I’ve been bearing
But underneath I feel all my muscles tearing
Getting stronger I see all the girls all staring
But I keep trying to find myself another pairing
Can’t help guess I’m rich and dangerous and daring
Maybe just accustomed to my setting
Ain’t cashing in my chips yet on myself I’m betting
I’ve been living life on the road
Got too many road trips for show
Forgotten in the wind yeah I blow
But it dont matter as long as you make the dough
Yeah lately I been on the road
Tim no pressure uh
But you don’t know how much you could not measure (yeah yeah)
But I guess that’s how diamonds are made yeah for the better
So I’ll keep on living my life oh
Yeah even if that means I be on the road
Oh, too much time on the road
Got a girl in my sight
Blonde hair don’t care
But with blue eyes she got me feeling right
Like the Batman how I roll through the nights
Saving people like a superhero and praying that I don’t die
But I’m on a another level
Bang bang goes the gavel
On the horse grab a saddle
I my music yeah I dabble
Making that shit while I’m on the road
Frequent activities catch me smoking on that dope
Saving bitches like the pope
Try to kill me grab a rope
Grab a noose hell I’ll show you
Right after my guns gonna blow you
Don’t even matter who you are we gonna dethrone you
Questioning who I am well I’m gonna show you
I’ve been living life on the road
Got too many road trips for show
Forgotten in the wind yeah I blow
But it dont matter as long as you make the dough
Yeah lately I been on the road
Tim no pressure uh
But you don’t know how much you could not measure (yeah yeah)
But I guess that’s how diamonds are made yeah for the better
So I’ll keep on living my life oh
Yeah even if that means I be on the road