Where the **** is Rod Wave
Mm
It's November
Where the **** is Rod Wave
Young ***** way outta state
****** up
Gettin' over pain
Look how far a ***** came
You remember
I ain't had a thing
****** up
Walkin' through the rain
at the top of the game
Should've seen the ******
I was tryna bring
It's crazy the way these
****** change
Tell the city girl chill
You know baby
Mama know the deal
She know I
Okay
Okay let's switch the subject
Notice that both of my wrists
is flooded
I been grindin' so hard
gettin' to this money
I been workin' like I know the
drought is comin'
Monday to Monday
Sunday to Sunday
You know I'm street runnin'
yeah
Okay my daddy was a gangster
What the **** that made me
****** claimin' that it's love
Dawg but it can't be
Know I fell in love with guns
by the age of thirteen
And my pocket rocket on me
Homie don't reach
**** dyin' in my Cuban link
I'm livin' in my Richard Millie
I just finished my tour
What a wonderful feelin'
I got inside my bag and
got out my feelings
I'm out my feelings
Hey there everybody
What's it like in your city
I'm a thousand miles away
But look tonight
You look so pretty
Wo oh oh
Uh
Uh
Times Square couldn't shine
as bright as you
Not as bright as you
Hey there everybody
Don't you worry about
the distance
I'm right here if you get lonely
Give this song
another listen
Close your eyes
Yeah
Uh
Listen to my voice
It's my disguise
Yeah ee yeah eah eah
Your side
Your side
By your side
Yeah
Yeah