LetGo

this is the road the road you ride rough these are the clothes the clothes you call stuff the minute youve arrived you want to call a bluff but ya hands are tied and you too tired but you aint tired enough. pocket full of lint maybe your worth something going places its just where you went well there u r. there u go still trapping like a dog im like shawty let it go let it fall baby its gon blow everytime you keep it up you gunning on slow