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detroit l-o - take that road lyrics

[verse 1]

say you got a move, ok, ill run witcha
found out you a fraud, ok, i’m done witcha
fuck up out my shit, uh uhhh, uh uhhh nigga
i will never come back to the slums witcha
that was my mistake to ever think that you was serious
eddie murphy to yo selfish ways, i was delirious
had so many ways yo pacify your petty hustle
with a million dollar plan, but yo mind was in a struggle
i see you never changed, ain’t no getting in the huddle
that’s a liability and i cannot afford a fumble
had me riding round, like we was getting to riches
in actuality, you was just looking for bitches
got no work done, and now my gas fucking low
with no thoughts of reimbursement, man that’s fucked up bro
when we parted ways, slapped hands with you like shit was good
in the back of my mind, i’m cutting you as i should

[hook]

can’t be kind+heartеd when a nigga do you bold
niggas never on thе same page and it shows
always peeped the signs, but ignored it on the low
(but i can’t take that road)
success under your belt, they going for a low blow
but when it comes to being g, it’s a no show
red flags in my sight, that’s a no+go
(i can’t take that road)
[verse 2]

common sense, should’ve told this goofy nigga i was threw
everyday we on a dummy mission, like the shit was cool
took advantage of my transportation, ran up my mileage
seems like i can’t fault you cuz the shit was subconscious
but its cool…. ain’t heard from him in months, that’s what’s up
i been doing real good, and i done got my paper up
doing shows for thousands, living life like a king
soon as i got back in town, and i hear my phone ring
from an unknown number, it was him, how did he get it
fuck it….. maybe he changed, what’s up with it
met up and hung out, he on the same tip
subliminally asking me for money and shit
cut into him straight and told him, dawg you a leech
you suck life up out a nigga, just to say the least
you gotta change yo mindset, and i hope that you feel me
he ain’t say shit, he just looked at me like he wanna kill me
so i dipped, ain’t heard from him in about a week
rocked a show by myself, naw i wasn’t even deep
then i see this nigga in the crowd clutching the strap
aimed the gun at me and then proceeded to clap
now i’m laying in my blood, cuz a bitch ass nigga
who couldn’t stomach the fact that he a bitch ass nigga
i didn’t keep my enemy close, how silly of me
that’s what i get for taking that r+o+a+d
[hook]

can’t be kind+hearted when a nigga do you bold
niggas never on the same page and it shows
always peeped the signs, but ignored it on the low
(but i can’t take that road)
success under your belt, they going for a low blow
but when it comes to being g, it’s a no show
red flags in my sight, that’s a no+go
(i can’t take that road)

- detroit l o lyrics

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