THE WAY Lyrics

I've been really punchin' the clock, I've been here for days

Really in my bag, no time for no off days

You niggas need a doctor, cause y'all be sick when y'all see the pay

Your bitch in my ear, she droppin' draws, cause she know the way

I've been that niggas, been it for years ya'll just seein' the wave

That bitch want a nigga, cause she seen how I bust out with the shades

She love how I bring the bag home, from movin' the weight

All this bread on me, feel like a baker, how I flip the cake

Wanna bust the apple watch down, shit, I might do it today

Cuddy, told me never let the paper stop, so I'ma make it rain

See it in these niggas' eyes, probably wanna bang

Niggas tryna fuck with me, pop the trunk, cuddy, grab the K

I ain't never popped a nigga before, but I got the rage

You can feel it in your heart when your life's at stake

Can't be cool with too many niggas, you don't know how they think

Can't fuck around with too many bitches, they all hoes in the game

Trynna talk to me about what, bitch, I don't wanna talk

You can come around this bitch if you ain't tryna top me off

Real talk, I don't really need it, the bag, what I want

Cuddy, bustin' down the new za pack shit, the smell make you cough

rollin' dookie woods in this bitch, it's a shitty cough

I make it known in this bitch, I'm a thitty boy

My bitch bad with big tits, real biddies, boy

And she got her own bag, ain't never unemployed

Really be runnin' up a sack, ain't gotta make noise

You do shit in silence, you keep it private, they gone hate you for it

Always on the move, people wanna know your moves

But I've been lockin' shit down, you gone see me when you do

Let's get it