On Track
She thought I was right cause I never left
It's for the best I can't hold you, focused on the checks
I be ballin too hard now they wanna tech
Never run from yo ops, only from the feds
Times that I wish I can get back
Stay attached to the money gotta get that
Sit back hit the wax then I relax
Never lack, run it up, always on track
Yo shit trash call it hefty
She jus tryna kick it like my last name was Messi
Yeah we got the cookies I ain't talkin Little Debbie
Had a bitch she was thick had to call her lil Chevy
Yeah I need my fetti, yeah she had that WAP
I can't fall off, always workin on clock
Need a new plot, mind is lost with a thot (thought)
Never foldin on my dawgs, never worry about the flaws
It was all love had to let it go
Blinded by that shit, almost overdosed
Life is what you make it yeah that famous quote
I don't be around I be laying low
Man it's all good got my money right
Always out of sight, miss the good times
Now we on the grind, call me bonafide
Searching for the one, been a lonley ride
She thought I was right cause I never left
It's for the best I can't hold you, focused on the checks
I be ballin too hard now they wanna tech
Never run from yo ops, only from the feds
Times that I wish I can get back
Stay attached to the money gotta get that
Sit back hit the wax then I relax
Never Lack, run it up, always on track
It's for the best I can't hold you, focused on the checks
I be ballin too hard now they wanna tech
Never run from yo ops, only from the feds
Times that I wish I can get back
Stay attached to the money gotta get that
Sit back hit the wax then I relax
Never lack, run it up, always on track
Yo shit trash call it hefty
She jus tryna kick it like my last name was Messi
Yeah we got the cookies I ain't talkin Little Debbie
Had a bitch she was thick had to call her lil Chevy
Yeah I need my fetti, yeah she had that WAP
I can't fall off, always workin on clock
Need a new plot, mind is lost with a thot (thought)
Never foldin on my dawgs, never worry about the flaws
It was all love had to let it go
Blinded by that shit, almost overdosed
Life is what you make it yeah that famous quote
I don't be around I be laying low
Man it's all good got my money right
Always out of sight, miss the good times
Now we on the grind, call me bonafide
Searching for the one, been a lonley ride
She thought I was right cause I never left
It's for the best I can't hold you, focused on the checks
I be ballin too hard now they wanna tech
Never run from yo ops, only from the feds
Times that I wish I can get back
Stay attached to the money gotta get that
Sit back hit the wax then I relax
Never Lack, run it up, always on track
Credits
Writer(s): Tj Meeks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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