Verse 1) I roll through the ends, my kicks on fleek, Hoodie pulled low, shades on my cheek. Gotta hustle hard, stack that paper neat, From the streets to the top, I won’t accept defeat. Chillin’ on the corner, sippin’ on my brew, Eyes on the prize, gotta make my move. Baggy jeans saggin’, gold chain gleamin’, Life’s a game, and I’m always schemin’. (Chorus) Roadman lifestyle, gritty and raw, From the blocks to the clubs, we break the law. Middle finger to the system, we defy the norms, Roadman anthem, this is our form. (Verse 2) Bare man dem, we ride or die, Spitting fire bars, reaching for the sky. Grime beats bumpin’, bassline heavy, Street poetry, my life’s confetti. Rollin’ with my crew, we’re a pack of wolves, Hustlin’ for survival, dodgin’ all the fools. Gotta watch your back, snakes in the grass, Roadman code: loyalty first, never kiss and tell. (Chorus) Roadman lifestyle, gritty and raw, From the blocks to the clubs, we break the law. Middle finger to the system, we defy the norms, Roadman anthem, this is our form. (Bridge) Late nights in the trap, counting stacks of P’s, Chasing dreams, dodging fiends, and police. Life ain’t easy, but we rise above the strife, Roadman grind, we’re the heartbeat of the city life. (Verse 3) Bally on my face, can’t see my eyes, Street knowledge, wisdom, no disguise. From the council estates to the penthouse views, Roadman spirit, unbreakable, we pay our dues. Lyrics sharp like a blade, flow icy cold, Represent the struggle, stories yet untold. Roadman rap, it’s more than just a trend, It’s the voice of the streets, the message we send. (Chorus) Roadman lifestyle, gritty and raw, From the blocks to the clubs, we break the law. Middle finger to the system, we defy the norms, Roadman anthem, this is our form.