Luyện nghe bài hát In My Way

I got the in my way
Whole in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
lean in my way

Boss na but I listen to my son say
Swap with the gun play, shot on the Monday
Move like Cash Money soldiers, stick with it, we taking
Man of the city, my favourite soda, backwoods with the purple
I be MIA, I had a summer state
I call my side bh, who go my black rocking Puma
Swear these ns turn to big sharks through 'em
Had to fail Kid Ink before he told me it to him

with my mama while I'm overseas
Had the record smelling like a 100 trees
velvets, moving (?), bs want the D
I tell her hold it, I'mma pee and all I is kerasine
I took a private jet to think about who I'mma be
Nerd ns calling me, they tryna go to war me
But war cost money and these ns poor to me
Cops in my way, wanna see me deteriorate

I got the in my way
Whole in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
lean in my way

And I just see how far st take us
Getting any closer, you be on the tables
Shawty to recognise and her friends do too
And I'm feeling the dawg that I was in high school
That na played a fool, but the trapping stops

Still got a couple ns I could get up off the
RIP Kid Kelly, the whole street hot
Way these ns still bang, I ain't worried the cops
Oh bat tag gang, see the chain, it's my name
Tag day one ns, just a of 'em made
45 minute flight, LA to the Bay
You ain't got the pass na

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
Whole in my way

I just the Bay, I'm balling in LA
She ain't guacamole, prolly' in my way
It's Mozzy on the way, he prolly' got the
Shout out my (?) with the
Lot of dope, smoke on my soccer jersey
My white bh keep on off the pay
100 play, saving 30 out the gate
100 play, saving 30 out the gate

Wake up and get baked, run it up for my
Go and buy more buckets, ns need some more things
15 for chain, spent more on my belt
We could about gun play, but most of y'all gon' tell
I ain't go to jail, they can't wait, taking no Ls
I ain't tryna go to jail, na, we ain't no Ls
Slid through hellish st, how do them ns feel
Slid through like st, how do them ns feel

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
Whole in my way

I just hopped up on a flight like 100 of 'em
Next South Beach, MIA homie
And I ain't had a job, but I got yay homie
And if a na tryna rob, I'mma on 'em
1 thing Bricc, a na keep a rocket
.30 off the hip and the na to pop it

A he to test me, bh that be outta pocket
Sent 100 pound na, made 100
touched down in the A, super straight
Just made it, just 50 bands, play
Call my na Mozzy, pull up in a super
Let the Kid Ink then we blowing stupid band

I got the in my way
lean in my way
See the in my way
No in my way
I MIA
out of state
See the in my way
Whole in my way