Road Rage Lyrics

I've been stuck up in the mix, need to get from out this jam

How you claim that you my brother when you don't know who I am

You was just a friend to me, somehow, you turned to an enemy

Riding round think that I got road rage, I'm not even tryna keep up with you, got my own pace

Remember back in school, bitch, I wanted new j's

But now I'm elevatin', I got a brand new taste

My girl want me to sleep with her, I stay up too late

And Can you please go tell these hoes, yeah, tell them it's too late

Why the niggas around me tryna fuckin' rip me off

Back then ain't want me, now she callin' me to break her off

Bitch, I ain't backin' down, I'm just tryna be a boss

That bitch get mad, that bitch get crazy, pointin' out my flaws

Dirt comin' out these niggas' mouth like they don't even floss

That dirty bitch was talkin' crazy like she don't get tossed

Imma do it all on my own, when I'm thriving', please don't call my phone

I'm exhausted from all the love I've shown

Girl, I don't even care no more, you fuckin' grown, you grown

What I've been through, I've been tacklin' since a young boy

He got my name up in his mouth, you better watch your tongue, boy

You said you comin' to where I lay, you fuckin' dumb, boy

But bet, I'm finna go shoppin' for to hit you with that drum, boy

Riding round think that I got Road rage

I'm not even tryna keep up with you, got my own pace

Remember back in school, bitch, I wanted new J's

But now I'm elevatin', I got a brand new taste

My girl want me to sleep with her, I stay up too late

And can you please go tell these hoes, yeah, tell them it's too late

I was in the house, I was playin' 2K

I walk out to my brother, gettin jumped, it's too late

Feel like I'm two-faced, why the fuck I hesitate

I wake up every day just seein' that shit in my face

I'm Still mad at myself about it, please don't rub it in my face

For you, I hope the most and I pray for better days

Riding round thinking I got road rage

Riding round thinking I got road rage

I'm Riding round thinking I got road rage

I'm Riding round thinking I got road rage

Riding round thinking I got road rage

I'm not even tryna keep up with you, got my own pace

Remember back in school, bitch, I wanted new J's

But now I'm elevatin', I got a brand new taste

And that bitch, she bad like hard drugs

Don't feel no way about my reaction, it's just hard love

Tesla keys, hellcat keys, I need all of it

First time I saw lil' shawty, I just told her, what's up