One Way

Speeding down this one way
Gotta bitch who look like she came straight off the runway
Fuck Sunday to Monday told her that it's my way or the highway
I be racing on the e-way headed to that bag bae
If I ain't ran it up then I had a bad day
Don't tell niggas where I lay
Don't tell them how I'm getting paid
I'm self made I come straight up out of Dade
I tried to put em on he played how the fuck am I to blame
I was doing too much did less they say I changed
Can't even look at you the same
Could give a fuck about the fame
I told me that it's my way or the high way

I do this shit how I want to
Cause when you down them hoes aint gone want you
Ima boss and my dawg he a boss too
So best believe when I ball he gone ball too
Watch ya days ones them same ones will cross you
And the love you gift will cost you
Pain be permanent like a tattoo
I get that bread when the bills due
Been doing this for me this ain't for you
They don't really know my worth I aint got shit to prove
I got shit to do bitch I'm on the move
I don't owe a nigga shit I done paid my dues

Speeding down this one way
Gotta bitch who look like she came straight off the runway
Fuck Sunday to Monday told her that it's my way or the highway
I be racing on the e-way headed to that bag bae
If I ain't ran it up then I had a bad day
Don't tell niggas where I lay
Don't tell them how I'm getting paid
I'm self made I come straight up out of Dade
I tried to put em on he played how the fuck am I to blame
I was doing too much did less they say I changed
Can't even look at you the same
Could give a fuck about the fame
I told me that it's my way or the high way



Credits
Writer(s): Tara Britt
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