Far Away
I'm On my way
On my way
Light up the city and get me straight ahead
So much on my plate, I gotta lower my head
Leave that in the past, I said what I said
I'm wide awake, im locked in
(Locked in for good)
Yeah now all I do Is pray for better days
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
You spread the hate like I did something awful
Yeah yeah
I'm a young brother tryna make hundreds, thousand
You and your gang can't even split my bill
Still you continue to talk shit about me
Now I'm known for being a hoe like your type kind
But I'm no hoe baby, I'm a player that played you right
Bring out the champagne you finally got it right
These days, i'm chasing bags after bags on every occasion
First impressions are the only, that's why it's contagious
Piss me off, and my mouth is goin off, no patience
Now people cry about it when I mention some changes
I'm carrying a whole city on my back with the whole nation
Shooting like Johnny Spot from the line, i'm too cold with it
I'm On my way
I'm far away
You and your gang are too contagious
Me and all the guys found a better way
This a life bid we can never separate
I'm On my way
Not far away
Just finish some lines now, we'll be living our best time
I'm the one to say when life gets better from bad days
I split the important shit into pieces
It just started for me, I began to write the thesis
Now I'm saving a hunnid thousand just from a weekend
I know sick people but they don't get the right treatment
My mood be changing this summer, Ima be tweakin
Me and Wacky standing on business, you can't deny that
I'm a young brother tryna make hundreds, thousand
You and your gang can't even split my bill
Still you continue to talk shit about me
Now I'm known for being a hoe like your type kind
But I'm no hoe baby, I'm a player that played you right
Bring out the champagne you finally got it right
I'm On my way
On my way
Light up the city and get me straight ahead
So much on my plate, I gotta lower my head
Leave that in the past, I said what I said
I'm wide awake, im locked in
Yeah now all I do Is pray for better days
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
You spread the hate like I did something awful
On my way
Light up the city and get me straight ahead
So much on my plate, I gotta lower my head
Leave that in the past, I said what I said
I'm wide awake, im locked in
(Locked in for good)
Yeah now all I do Is pray for better days
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
You spread the hate like I did something awful
Yeah yeah
I'm a young brother tryna make hundreds, thousand
You and your gang can't even split my bill
Still you continue to talk shit about me
Now I'm known for being a hoe like your type kind
But I'm no hoe baby, I'm a player that played you right
Bring out the champagne you finally got it right
These days, i'm chasing bags after bags on every occasion
First impressions are the only, that's why it's contagious
Piss me off, and my mouth is goin off, no patience
Now people cry about it when I mention some changes
I'm carrying a whole city on my back with the whole nation
Shooting like Johnny Spot from the line, i'm too cold with it
I'm On my way
I'm far away
You and your gang are too contagious
Me and all the guys found a better way
This a life bid we can never separate
I'm On my way
Not far away
Just finish some lines now, we'll be living our best time
I'm the one to say when life gets better from bad days
I split the important shit into pieces
It just started for me, I began to write the thesis
Now I'm saving a hunnid thousand just from a weekend
I know sick people but they don't get the right treatment
My mood be changing this summer, Ima be tweakin
Me and Wacky standing on business, you can't deny that
I'm a young brother tryna make hundreds, thousand
You and your gang can't even split my bill
Still you continue to talk shit about me
Now I'm known for being a hoe like your type kind
But I'm no hoe baby, I'm a player that played you right
Bring out the champagne you finally got it right
I'm On my way
On my way
Light up the city and get me straight ahead
So much on my plate, I gotta lower my head
Leave that in the past, I said what I said
I'm wide awake, im locked in
Yeah now all I do Is pray for better days
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
Thanking God for the Family that raised me right
You spread the hate like I did something awful
Credits
Writer(s): Shaun Borg
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