We On Lyrics

Many times I've seen em' hate

Now they'd love it by my side

Out in jersey workin' late

Pushin' way past nine to five

Had a plot on this here tape

Can't get caught up on the rise

Heard them bitches want a taste

While my girl just want some time

Either way they all relate

Cuz it's hard to pay shit mind

If I changed to make a million

I ain't stressing bout a dime

Premonitions of my future

Kept me focused and alive

If I came here from the bottom

Best believe I'm stayin' high

I don't kiss ass

I smoke on grass

Always

Cash then checks

And rake in cash

I done

Spent some change

Then made it fast

Now I

Throw on shades

So they don't ask

It's the problem child

Pullin' racks

Know they mad that I made it in rap

12 seasons out in the field

But something's still feelin' off track

I'll admit I used to go and slack

Always heavy smoking out the pack

While some y'all fell off

Ain't gotta question why y'all ain't back

Man

They say if you love something

You've got to let it go

But the best is yet to come

Said I only just begun

Shit I'm out here chasing dreams

Tell my folks I'm on the run

Still get visions in my mind

Out in Athens with a son

And a milli just to spend

While I'm second best to none

So let this be my evidence

Bout future relevance

You know I'll always be hot

I don't wait on a settlement

Always ahead of shit

Like when she giving me top

And I fuck with the ones shootin' shots

But know that they don't call shots

With a text and the change

Not to mention name

You cross me and you gettin shot

I spend cash for the hell of it

When I go celebrate

I'm only fuckin' with W.A.P

Then it's back to the studio

My life a movie yo

Most couldn't handle my spot

Catch me winnin' a Grammy

I'll call it an Emmy

And won't even show up "forgot"

I can switch up the weather

Today or whenever

So why would I wanna go stop?

They counted me out

I plotted my route

It came with the clout and much more

Hoes thirsty and dry

They can't even cry

Unless they be watching me front row

Demand too high

They don't ask why

Huh

My name too hot

They can't deny

Nah

From broke to rich

I'll always strive

Huh

I'm puttin' work

Until I die