Old Post Road Lyrics – P-Tree
Singer: P-Tree
Title: Old Post Road
Everybody always tryna play
Catch up
Bro catch up
You playing catch up
Better not mess up
Better not get messed up
Better not get dressed today
Best you just rest you f#cked anyway
Best neck a shotgun just like Hemingway
Betting pay that you’re sweating and dismayed
Getting on my way to say your setting will be late
Laid out 8 feet down
Cause I dug it myself
Don’t get bugged when I’m telling this one
Selling you sh#t
I quickly pitched up
And dished out
You fishing for a deeper sound
You couldn’t count
My talent
I’m more than happy
To bе absent
Of you phallic foes
I hope you know
You tragic but I doubt
You havе it
Understood
Cause if you could
You’d know this road
Was more than just some rows
Or a street
It was home to me
And y’all infected
The best sh#t
No more two floors for me
Or the seasons I spent in it
But f#ck it
I ain’t tryna be desperate
I guess I’m moving on to the next
Segment
I’m glad I didn’t get anyone pregnant
I’m glad to be the one who ejected
I’m blessed b#tch
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