Luyện nghe bài hát OTW

(Intro)
I'm on the way

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot right now, I don't like no function
I'm tryna up, chill out, and hit somethin'
I just got paid, wait, that's day shit
I say come thru, no
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse)
Look, I don't hit the club if I don't to
Ay now call up broads man, tell em come thru
Ain't no kicking it when they get here, nigga this ain't fu
& her friend if she act right, then she can come 2
I remember when them women me they gon make me work for it
So I hit the studio, & I for it
Now I hit the with all my bros, & she twerk for it
Probably cuz a young nigga working boy
Got to get it, can a nigga preach? I hop out pulpit
Ya date a lame nigga girl, stop that bullshit
Yo girls knew it, ya sound stupid, that new shit
Pass me a doobie, ya be acting up & in no movies
But the best thing a woman can have is her together
& if she does, baby, that's perfect, get together
& I like the recipe upgraded
If she next to me I break her back & smack it just for testing me

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot right now, I don't feel like no
I'm tryna smoke up, chill out, and hit
I got paid, wait, that's every day shit
I say come thru, no
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse 2)
Alright, now point me to a thick fat
They ain't heard of
I'm smoking & losing weight, I call that herbal life
Hit the homies on the text like what's the word
Where the bouts in the burbs tonight, where the hoes that's tryna get served
stop, get it hoe
Second street pimp, bitch, call me Bigalow
& if I said I love ya, I was probably
Till I come thru & baby pull up like she was training
I'm an IE nigga, got a a promoter
thru & bust it open any time that I want to
She hit me like ya need something babe, I'm round the corner
Said girl, pick me up some blunts & a cold
I'll throw ass in a coma, kush blunts my aroma
I don't fuck with the club, I be at home, I'm a
Best if ya hear me, I been burning down something
Real west side nigga, I ain't down nigga

(Hook)
Look, I'm hot right now, I don't feel like no
I'm tryna up, chill out, and hit somethin'
I just got paid, wait, every day shit
I say thru, no hesitation
She say she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way
She on the way, she on the way

(Verse 3)
I was seventeen old when we made the world do a dance
But if I don't with ya now then I neva knew ya
Man ya beat yo chance, ya these raps?
Whoo, 2 advanced, mister a plan
Hold yo gat, yo hand
I don't fuck fake real niggas
Do a crime, snitch, & probably a deal nigga
Sit yo ass down, nah ya can't blaze & chill us
West sides to the sky, let me it real with ya
I'm than the tip top of a roller coaster
The coast supposed to take over the game, ya it's ova
& I see yo girl, she yawning, then I know she want it
The world knowing them young niggas from California
Bro bro it goin'!

(Verse 4)
If they know, it be the boy
The boy, the young'n, be the kid
This shit like Chronic2000 & twenty six
I'm the nigga ya can hit, any or any day boy
If ya talking bout that pay then ya know up on the way
Let's go, ya I do this shit for the town, ya understand
The family the people around, ya understand
I it G like it's at least 1000 on the man
Ya just 100s, we up in the CLS
500, we was riding nigga, this
Price said, I say thet do not know who fuckin' with
If I ain't know the hand it's coming from I ain't trust it
Spent my last on this chain, & I ain't tucking shit
I'm finna shine on em, watch a shine on em
Gator boot, pimped out suit, I big on 'em
to DJ Sour Milk, I go 909 on em
If they talking money I don't waste my time on 'em
On the way!

(Outro)
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way
We on the way