Out The Way

Four rings on the whip now She pull up to pull the zipper down She know I got a good bank account Yeah Getting money all kind of ways Call me coach, making all kind of plays (All kind of plays) I know you wanna hop on this wave Yeah I been on my grind Stacking all this pape I been on my grind Staying out the way I been on my grind Stacking all this pape I been on my grind Staying out the way Mills and I been talking real estate Told em it's gone take ten million just to get away For every ten million, I'm tryna give a million away Yeah Hold up, hold on let me get him Niggas want to wear my shoes, but I swear ya'll can't fit them New denim Never for the views I be cussing in verses, this ain't for churches or the pews This shit for a few Early bird Done putting in work, way before noon Told ya'll I was coming soon, right Takes a little minute when you wanna make it boom right I'm blessed, no sneeze, no kazoomtite Real ones know I came from slanging z's on a good night Shit Daily made a couple hundred I was middle man, no fronting Now my bands be touching other bands Got dead presidents drumming Fuck the world, let her know I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming I been on my grind Stacking all this pape I been on my grind Staying out the way I been on my grind Stacking all this pape I been on my grind Staying out the way (On my grind) (All this pape) (My grind) (Out the way)