Stay on My Lane (Bonus)

Stay on my lane
Never change the pace
I remember used to jug in the day
Looking for a lick or a way to bust cards
We was tryna get paid
Brodie caught a body went to court
And he still beat the f*cking case (yeah)
Baby keep saving me from going back to my old ways (yeah)
And since I remember always on my grind
Since I remember I ain't have a dime
I told myself life couldn't be graduation and get a 9 to 5
So I'm gonna die trying to make it
Cause that's how I wanna live all my life (yeah)
Singing my songs with my shawtty, family and broskies by my side (ay)

I was born to this world all alone and I'll die on my own
Bury me with my shorty (Brr)
If you actin' all up like a clone better protect your dome
Or I might catch a body
I got ties with the ghetto I'm real to the death
And If I die my momma I'm sorry
But I gotta stay true to myself and brothers we 4L that's for anybody

Gotta hop in the wraith (skrt)
Yeah I'm feelin like Tay-K I might do The Race
I'm in a different space
When I roll up my cookie and then I go blaze (Go blaze)
I go loco for industry money and culture
It feels like I'm stuck in the chase (stuck in the chase)
I'm always in my lane any challenge that comes in my way
Bitch I will overtake (overtake)

Corny rappers you goofy
Why you acting all funny you acting all Looney
Paranoia and demons inside of my head so I might need a toolie
I might buy a Uzi (pew pew pew) (uh)
Or a Glock or the AR shit what am I choosing? (ay)
And I feel like a monster
We chasing your clique for the paper make you run like Scooby

Used to trap for the kilos (ay)
I exported the product from where? Puerto Rico
Got people in the cut and they trappin' like Tino
And they got the bag and they got the Perico
Y yo quiero ser rico
Pa' mandarle plata a mi fans y todos mis amigos
Y el que quiera cruzarme en mi camino
Se gana un traque pero en el osico (woo)

Al final del dia morire real
Que Dios me protega de toda maldad
Y pa' mi familia y todos mis amigos
Pues ellos ya saben que tengo lealtad
No hay tiempo pa' groupies o p*tas tengo el protocolo
Y ya eso no es parte del plan
Me dicen que soy una mierda pues yo soy la mierda
Y tu ere' mi fan (Sheesh)

Yo se que con cara hacia el piso
Y conciencia hacia arriba yo caminare (Siempre)
Yo se que en mi malos momentos
Yo tendre mi jeva y familia pa estar de pie (Aja)
Pensamientos oscuros enrollo mi Philly pa calmar estres
Camino con demonios la banda y la gente dice que so el Lucifer
Conozco la muerte ponme una pistola en la cara y yo no temblare
Y despues te buscamo'
Lleno de agujeros quedas cabeza hasta los pies (Aja)
Cerbero me dice vendeme tu alma y tendras todo lo que queres
Pues quiero un Mazeratti no Tokyo
Solo me falta una Casa de Papel (woo)

Illuminati
Dicen OG Milo es Illuminati (Illuminati)
Me visto de Prada
Pero en el futuro tal vez de Versace tendre mi Bugatti
Andando por 100 como Paul Walker en el Rari (skrt)
Vuelos privados con toda la banda
Solo para llegar al party

Stay on my lane
Never change the pace
I remember used to jug in the day
Looking for a lick or a way to bust cards
We was tryna get paid
Brodie caught a body went to court
And he still beat the f*cking case (yeah)
Baby keep saving me from going back to my old ways (yeah)
And since I remember always on my grind
Since I remember I ain't have a dime
I told myself life couldn't be graduation and get a 9 to 5
So I'm gonna die trying to make it
Cause that's how I wanna live all my life (yeah)
Singing my songs with my shawtty, family and broskies by my side



Credits
Writer(s): Camilo Torres
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