Lately ft. Dee Castro Lyrics

Ugh

Lately, I've been thinking what's the better route

Got to watch out that backdoor they trying to take me out

And I've been getting paper what I'm stressing about

I be dropping like a hunnit when I'm checking out

And Lately, I've been feeling we going make it out

I be counting up a check that's what they hating bout

And I ain't see a soul when I was down and out

I know momma probably wish I took the safer route

I be dishing out these packs up and down the south

I hear niggas sending threats I tell them watch their mouth

And I just want a flooded chain and a bigger house

No, I can't trust a thot so you can't be my spouse

I'm a toxic nigga probably break couple vows

And only things continue that's if you allow

I just hop up in the booth and then I think aloud

Smoking gas so it got me floating on a cloud

If a nigga trying to run up we going gun em down

And ask about team they say we run the town

Shorty want to ride my wave I know that she might drown

I'm the bag so if you fumble I know you're a clown

I've been stacking lowkey, Now they claim they know me

Yeah I got close friends but I just watch them closely

I be deady off drugs might mix the sprite with codeine

Yeah I'm driving really fast but I be moving slowly

Ugh

Lately, I've been thinking what's the better route

Got to watch out that backdoor they trying to take me out

And I've been getting paper what I'm stressing about

I be dropping like a hunnit when I'm checking out

And Lately, I've been feeling we going make it out

I be counting up a check that's what they hating bout

And I ain't see a soul when I was down and out

I know momma probably wish I took the safer route

I know Mama wish I never would've seen the Ps

Started jugging young, Making plays to go and feed the team

Had the game engraved to me, Got it in my blood

Hustlers showed me what it is ever since it's what it was

Baby girl always complains to me, Asking about my whereabouts

I told her where the money at, That's where you can find me

If you need me hit my line, Got demands

I can supply, Shawties calling up my phone and I always hit decline

I've been moving without caution, Seen it so I bought it

Making money never hard, It's just what comes with the breesh

Bitches leachs niggas haters, It's just what comes with the paper

Me and Tony been locked in from grade school, The same crew

We been getting to the money, Now we getting to the fame

If Tony ever was in pain, He know I got him with anything

That's my word, Fuck with us

We boss made, No middle man

We all paid, Started out as a dream

Now we are in the hall of greats

Ugh

Lately, I've been thinking what's the better route

Got to watch out that backdoor they trying to take me out

And I've been getting paper what I'm stressing about

I be dropping like a hunnit when I'm checking out

And Lately, I've been feeling we going make it out

I be counting up a check that's what they hating bout

And I ain't see a soul when I was down and out

I know momma probably wish I took the safer route