Protoje - On The Road lyrics
[Protoje - On The Road lyrics]
That's why I'm moving moving through
Like I do
Why you crying girl, I not lying girl
I said I'm on the road making dough
When you start it touch my heart but yeah
I'm just doin' wah me haffi do
What's it worth to you, know it hurt you
But, you know I love to hear my baby go
When I'm leaving that's the reason
This a just sup'n wah you haffi know
(haffi know)
I'm trying to make my money baby
So I can have my baby money
So baby momma don't blame me
And since I been my mummy's baby
I been writing knowing that one day
This thing go pay me so in class I was lazy
Always a wish fi get so busy
Pon the rhymes said it was crazy
Initially then I just wanted
To know this lady
'Til I grow to love her and
She grow to hate me
I say the marriage ship sank
Fi me walk the aisle come in
Like pirate a walk plank
I couldn't jump in the deep end
Even though these feelings did deepen
I couldn't cease with the
Why you crying girl, I not lying girl
I said I'm on the road making dough
When you start it touch my heart but yeah
I'm just doin' wah me haffi do
What's it worth to you, know it hurt you
But, you know I love to hear my baby go
When I'm leaving that's the reason
This a just sup'n wah you haffi know
(haffi know)
Never know she coulda meet up
With a another brother
That she woulda rather kick it all night with
Have a feeling she understand the reasoning
Say the music a me healing
And she alright with it
Spend her time, tell her
Thoughts pon my mind
My concerns of this kind
She responds like this
Preliminary she a tell me say she very
Contrary to the one dem wah
She see me yesterday with
And I find it hard to find a broad
Abroad like wah me find a Yard
Body deh foreign, the mind deh yah
Money short and dem time deh hard
So lyrics tight every time record
Why you crying girl, I not lying girl
I said I'm on the road making dough
When you start it touch my heart but yeah
I'm just doin' wah me haffi do
What's it worth to you, know it hurt you
But, you know I love to hear my baby go
When I'm leaving that's the reason
This a just sup'n wah you haffi know
(haffi know)
I'm trying to make my money baby
So I can have my baby money
So baby momma don't blame me
And since I been my mummy's baby
I been writing knowing that one day
This thing go pay me so in class I was lazy
Always a wish fi get so busy
Pon the rhymes said it was crazy
Initially then I just wanted
To know this lady
'Til I grow to love her and
She grow to hate me