O.M.W.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

For that bag get you checked out
I ain't typing I'm a pull up to ya whereabouts
OG taught me to move unannounced
No rat, see a pussy nigga, point em out
Niggas talk I ain't frighten
I'm the city where you can slumped for excitement
I'm too authentic to catch the fake rap nigga virus
Please don't fuck up how I'm vibing
I keep it straight like horizons
No need to play, sipping drank, but they know I got juice like Hawaiian
Niggas need work, I got pressure applying
I only show up if I know you buying

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Right amount might accelerate all of your service
All sales is final when you make a purchase
I got that loud it might cause a disturbance
I can't pull up if that bag ain't the purpose
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Where I'm from you don't eat without working
Head on a swivel the FEDS out here lurking
Young nigga grind on that money excursion
I can't pull up if that bag ain't the purpose

Maneuver cerebral
Tryna come up outchere risking my freedom
All for the fam fighting through all the evils
I just want mama to live and be peaceful
So I go and make something happen
This paper chase got no compassion
And I'm built the same
No pictures captured for this motion picture
The scenes of this life can't be seen or be traced
I'm allergic to snakes
The shorter the convo the better
Stakes way to high to come down from my level
The cloth niggas cut from ain't got the same texture
They living for clout, so they 'bout whatever
It's like a jungle
You get surpassed to survive
Ain't chasing these hoes to attached to my grind
I'm on the go, gotta follow the signs
Ain't no reverse for the ones who ain't ride

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Right amount might accelerate all of your service
All sales is final when you make a purchase
I got that loud it might cause a disturbance
I can't pull up if that bag ain't the purpose
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Where I'm from you don't eat without working
Head on a swivel the FEDS out here lurking
Young nigga grind on that money excursion
I can't pull up if that bag ain't the purpose



Credits
Writer(s): Brandin Ross
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