Roaming Lyrics - Rod Wave

Young N**** On The Rush To Get Paid
I’ve Been Chasing
My Dream And Ducking My Grave
They Ask Me How It Feel To Be Chosen
Never Know If You’re Coming Or Going

I’ve Been Roaming
I’ve Been Roaming
Nowhere To Run, Nowhere To Hide
You Could Live And You Could Die

For Not Keeping Your Role, Better Get Low
Whenever That Heater Explode,
Not Playing Your Role
Now The Reaper Reaching Your Soul
Your Killer, He Gone
Way At Home, Bleaching His Clothes

And You Could Die
For Not Wrapping Your Dick
Lacking And Shit
Know These Hoes Be Having That Shit
Ratchet As Shit
Now You In Your Casket And Shit
In Front Of This Fake Ass Pastor And Shit

And Listen, You Could Die
An Innocent Human Being, Cancer A Bitch

Seen That Shit Shatter A Dream
No Matter Your Age
A Grave Ain’t As Far As It Seem
Watch The Fate, Way Back In 2013

Pray I Can See 30 A Healthy And Free Man
Hope I Don’t Die In The Street
Or Get Locked In A Jam
I Talked To Woadie Last Week Said
He Got Him A Plan
Popped Him A Xan
Died With His Fire In His Hand

Thats Why You Gotta Stay Focused, Focused
We Prolly In Hell Already
How The Masses Ain’t Know It
Everybody Kissing Ass To Get To Heaven
And Ain’t Going, I’m A

Young N*** On The Rush To Get Paid
I’ve Been Chasing
My Dream And Ducking My Grave
They Ask Me How It Feel To Be Chosen
Never Know If You’re Coming Or Going

I’ve Been Roaming
I’ve Been Roaming
Nowhere To Run, Nowhere To Hide
You Could Live And You Die