Album OTW Lyrics

How you’re on but you’re sneak dissing

How that’s your girl when you’re kissing

You call my phone when your freak missing

But I don’t talk on phones, you can keep snitching

Listen, we got guns we don’t rap about

So, we’re not the ones you should rap about

I’m on the run right now cause I bonded out

One hundred thousand dollars, anybody know my whereabouts

My mama knew the plug, I was born in

Got the pistol in the club, I knew the doorman

Never needed V.I.P. to feel important

Never ever stood in line for some Jordans

Riding foreign but I swear I never left the country

You had a show but they never let you see the money

They never caught me slipping, they just saw me running

Fuck a bitch on top of money, I can see her coming

I really do it, I can brag about it

A couple millionaires know me, you can ask about me

You google me, it’s all good things

A six figure rapper but I could sing

I sold dope, I ain’t proud of it

I’m just happy that my son could get a smile from it

Album on the way, I may never drop

I make a song everyday cause I’m Hip-hop

I started rapping back when crack hit

That’s why them trappers love my old shit

Illuminati Bey, Illuminati Bey

Album on the way, Album on the way

Had a few bitches that paid me

Dodged a few bullets God saved me

Illuminati Bey, Illuminati Bey

Album on the way, Album on the way

A million streams with no budget

You don’t got to like it if they love it

You a public figure, you ain’t thugging

I just want the figures, I ain’t public