Checkway
Wanna live the CHECKWAY
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
Boy, on this side we move different
Come through with that thang tucked, sauce still drippin'
All my niggas like me too, we ain't never switchin'
Back against the wall, boy they gave us fourth and inches
Nigga keep yo distance, you don't want no static
Nigga had that big bag way before this rap shit
Baggage claim, man I watch her pull the wag up
Daddy home, girl I'm 'bout to run a bag up
Yeah, nigga we ain't moving packs now
Still won't put the strap down
All about this rap now, never seen me back down
Boy, forget it
My niggas say it's time to ride
Boy, I'm wit' it
Pretty tings callin', man I spoil all them
Nigga took them loses, I'm still outchea ballin', uh
These boys don't want no problems
I'm way down in Texas with bitches up in Yonkers
Damn
Honey say I'm childish, youngin outchea wildin'
Lean by the gallon, started on that E&J
Now we sip Macallan
Come on baby, peep the drip, I don't need no stylist
Wanna live the CHECKWAY
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
Gots to get betta mane, gots to move on
Boy I want it all, I done waited too long
Out here moving wavy, I'm just yelling pay me
I'll neva play myself, or eva let them play me
Lampin' at the mansion, me and my thugs
Girls runnin' 'round this bitch like the Bad Girls Club
Damn
Only models, boy I got bravado
Hard work is easy work, I do this with my eyes closed
Gotta bundle up, cold winter, summer up
I just put 10 in her purse, told my girl, 'go run it up'
Boy, it never stop
Middle finger to the ops
30 on the watch
Extendo on the Glock
Yeah boy that's gang shit, all-that-we-know
We-be-on-road, E-Lee-on-GO
Showtime, boy I know the camera's on me
I be in the huddle like The Family, nigga on three
I go I go, uh
Taebo Taebo, uh
I Billy Blanks, yeah
I ball, I know, uh
When you know you got ya money right
You know they can't tell you nothin', right
Wanna live the CHECKWAY
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
Boy, on this side we move different
Come through with that thang tucked, sauce still drippin'
All my niggas like me too, we ain't never switchin'
Back against the wall, boy they gave us fourth and inches
Nigga keep yo distance, you don't want no static
Nigga had that big bag way before this rap shit
Baggage claim, man I watch her pull the wag up
Daddy home, girl I'm 'bout to run a bag up
Yeah, nigga we ain't moving packs now
Still won't put the strap down
All about this rap now, never seen me back down
Boy, forget it
My niggas say it's time to ride
Boy, I'm wit' it
Pretty tings callin', man I spoil all them
Nigga took them loses, I'm still outchea ballin', uh
These boys don't want no problems
I'm way down in Texas with bitches up in Yonkers
Damn
Honey say I'm childish, youngin outchea wildin'
Lean by the gallon, started on that E&J
Now we sip Macallan
Come on baby, peep the drip, I don't need no stylist
Wanna live the CHECKWAY
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
Gots to get betta mane, gots to move on
Boy I want it all, I done waited too long
Out here moving wavy, I'm just yelling pay me
I'll neva play myself, or eva let them play me
Lampin' at the mansion, me and my thugs
Girls runnin' 'round this bitch like the Bad Girls Club
Damn
Only models, boy I got bravado
Hard work is easy work, I do this with my eyes closed
Gotta bundle up, cold winter, summer up
I just put 10 in her purse, told my girl, 'go run it up'
Boy, it never stop
Middle finger to the ops
30 on the watch
Extendo on the Glock
Yeah boy that's gang shit, all-that-we-know
We-be-on-road, E-Lee-on-GO
Showtime, boy I know the camera's on me
I be in the huddle like The Family, nigga on three
I go I go, uh
Taebo Taebo, uh
I Billy Blanks, yeah
I ball, I know, uh
When you know you got ya money right
You know they can't tell you nothin', right
Wanna live the CHECKWAY
Good in every city
Shit get lit soon as I walk off the jetway
That way
Touchdown, come into town
Make my rounds then take off the next day
Fly way
Havin' shit my way
Nigga I don't know a better way
CHECKWAY
CHECKWAY
Yeah
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Writer(s): Robert Isai Gonzalez
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