Random MPH Lyrics

I been thinking bout my past and how My trust done got devoured

Rolling up this gas but this lil gas Don't do no honor, I done learned That as a man you gotta stand until Tomorrow, they keep on saying the Devil got me, but I love this shit Regardless, Had me sweating thought Of quitting but can't chance it as a Father, once I focused on my dreams It's like the bag came by the Album

When I record a song with Drake That's when my man's gon send they Flowers, but a man gon judge a man By how he move and what he values

I've been speeding through my dreams I'm talking Random miles per Hour, my lil homies doing a bid that's How you crazy cuz' lack of balance I Done see how niggas lose until their Win increases their power & I done Seen how niggas winning catch a Case over that powder, talking Everything I lost, I got a list that last For hours, as far as homies that Supported I stopped counting niggas Wilding

When I seen my man down bad it Hurt my heart it ain't shit fouler

Understand this shit get colder by the Day Eddie Bauer and I know I move Alone, and certain things ain't spose To matter, but this feeling of Betrayal Got my Glizzy in my shower

A man gon judge a man by what he Do these niggas cowards, Niggas Ain't even got no crib they finna Blow it on designer, & I learned to Move discreet, & imma travel Through my silence, b'cuz a Nigga With that bag ain't finna talk about His balance, fell in love with Dodge Chargers, but I ain't never duck no Challengers, my son in private school Momma good that's how you balance It, I've been thinking bout my past When I was wilding, & the fact most People die before they flowers

Had to learn to put these kids over The violence, had to learn that time is More than any balance, & I know you Scared of love but you ain't gotta be

Them niggas let me down & that was Foul to me, but the shit that hurt me Most is niggas doubted me, Now they finna watch my shows from different Balcony's

I been thinking bout my past and how My trust done got devoured

Rolling up this gas but this lil gas Don't do no honor, I done learned That as a man you gotta stand until Tomorrow, they keep on saying the Devil got me, but I love this shit Regardless, Had me sweating thought Of quitting but can't chance it as a Father, once I focused on my dreams It's like the bag came by the Album

When I record a song with Drake That's when my man's gon send they Flowers, but a man gon judge a man By how he move and what he values