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Lyrics

[Intro] Road I ride is lonely [Verse 1: Action Bronson] Yeah, nights from Norway, hookers in the hallway Fiends tap dancin' on the strip like it's Broadway Ashed the hundred-dollar joint, inhaled the info Ten percents on the limo, doin indos Farm raised goat, yo (Road I ride is lonely) Farm raised goat, arm length tucked in the coat Old 6 series bucket approach Three stripes on the leather, powder puffin her nose Say you feel my pain, really motherfucker, you don't I'm on some out of body (Road I ride is lonely) Out of body with the Shaman in the jungle Never cry over curdled milk, dip in convertible Rock the leather neck, full length Persian twill Shoot the trouble on the company by herbal pill Gotta get it, gotta, gotta, gotta get it quick Fuck her good or she on to look for better dick I'm off the hook dawg, you fuckin with a veteran Think different express my sentiment, put you in the sediment [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Yo, yo Play me never, seats in the Mercedes is leather See she think she bad, ain't nothin' you can tell her Uh, I ain't no regular nigga If you see me with a bitch, you know she lucky I'm with her (Road I ride is lonely) She know she lucky I'm with her Like a hungry muh'fucker wit' a bucket of chicken Heels is clickin' from Beverly Hills to Hell's Kitchen The twenty cell spell is lifted The TECs held different, the sex is a given The fishscale was sniffed off of dishes Uh, murder material Uh, the .38 scrape the serial We sat down and ate cereal Uh, muh'fuckas are like Sound Bwoy Bureill Fly face tone, steel vagina, Grace Jones My favorite clothes, my ace in the hole Some basic ho, I'm never takin her home, my statue naked in Rome The 650 Beamer run 80 alone [Chorus: Roc Marciano] Switch whips, 456, 456 Switch whips, 456, 456 Switch whips, 456, 456 Switch whips, 456 [Outro] Road I ride, lonely, I Lonely, I Lonely, I Lonely, I Road I road is