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On My Way
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(Funk or Die)
(Kill 'em, Shway)
Huh, nigga
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out, I need three of those
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way (It's the gang)
We in another bity (Bity) in another state (State, nigga)
Tryna bring this uh back, it's a lot of weight (Weight, nigga)
Liz, drive this car right, don't you switch lanes (Ayy)
That's how I expect you, boo (Ayy)
Mid them blocks smurking, she know Slo-
Be in that one mood (In that one mood)
Nigga, free uh, free uh, there go two for two (Pop, pop, pop, pop)
Probably been in a shootout and gave an alley-oop
Ooh-wee, my brother want some
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out, I need three of those
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way
Ayy, I'm finna slide through
If we heard you ever made a statement, we despise you
We be cookin' niggas like it's grease when it's fried food
We done spinned your block a hundred times and couldn't find you
Ayy, me and Slo-Be on Southside
Got a sucker nigga baby mama with her mouth wide
Nah, never, you ain't really outside
It's time to go hit the road, bitch, it's chow time
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out, I need three of those
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way
Ayy, Gills, I'm finna be on my way, I'm pickin' Chop up
Can't talk exactly how I want to on these songs, I know I caught up
Them niggas said we shot a boy, but
It's lookin' like we popped a bubble
We up three on them niggas, let's spin again, jeez, that's not enough
I step, come and pick me up, I know what I'm gon' do
You don't never shoot your gun, can't pick him up to who
And every time they drop a location, them steppers comin' through
Ayy, you fuck with niggas, you get stepped on too, jeez
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out
I need three of those (Ayy, it's Philthy)
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way
Broke-ass nigga speakin' on skinny chain
Hundred thousand on this Cuban, this ain't a skinny chain
Put an ad on it, nigga, fuck your subliminals
I know real gangsters from 35th, no generals
Rest in peace DaDa, rest in peace Ced
Ain't no restin' or no peace until that bitch dead
Billboards on the opp block
Richest nigga from my city, I'm the top opp
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out, I need three of those
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way (On my way)
Last uh was me and Slo got to squeezin' that K (That's on bro)
He tryna duck, nah, throw some heat at his face (Yeah)
Broke nigga ain't got no money, he just in the way (Uh-huh)
Woo, now that's ridiculous (That's ridiculous)
Pour a forty, pour another, I ain't feelin' it (Pour the whole brick)
That's a nickel with a switch, what
They hit it with (It got a full one)
I know you heard that last uh, we was millas in
It's time to go, it's time to go
Hit the road and get the bag then (It's the gang)
When I do these shows, keep the pole, I need the backend (Ayy)
Backseat baby, in a foreign, beat her backend (Bitch)
Nigga, still got Glock on me (Ayy)
Slide through the suckers' hood with chop, I am not lonely (Ayy)
When are you gonna beat the block? 'Cause your Glock lonely (Ayy)
Gee Money switched them guns out, I need three of those
Nigga, I'm finna be on my way
(Kill 'em, Shway)
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