Way 2 Real (Outro) Lyrics

Momma knew I'd be rich fore I came out the box

I keep that stick like Roddy

Talkin' that shit hind the mic while I'm walking it down

This shit ain't a hobby

Nah, this shit getting way too real

Get hot in the city they'll kill ya

I'm just tryna run up some millions

But this shit deeper than the bill

I gotta stay on my heels

Momma knew I'd be rich fore I came out the box

I keep that stick like Roddy

Talkin' that shit hind the mic while I'm walking it down

This shit ain't a hobby

Nah this shit getting way too real

Get hot in the city they'll kill ya

I'm just tryna run up some millions

But this shit deeper than the bill

I gotta stay on my heels

I'm tryna move to the hills wait

Built this shit from out the gang lane

Two bitches and they rock both ways

These niggas forget 'bout they old days

These niggas forget 'bout they old ways

Tell them boys with the smoke

We see and got ya

The lifestyle I'm livin' only end one way

I'm hoping that you watching

I go out

Outside I think of an escape

Or I think a nigga plottin'

Niggas was moving dirty in the team

Came through with the mops and washed 'em

Damn, I mean

How could you change up?

How could blame us for where you ain't at right now?

Damn, I seen how they changed up

I seen how they blame us

And now we right at the top

Momma knew I'd be rich fore I came out the box

I keep that stick like Roddy

Talkin' that shit hind the mic while I'm walking it down

This shit ain't a hobby

Nah this shit getting way too real

Get hot in the city they'll kill ya

I'm just tryna run up some millions

But this shit deeper than the bill