On My Way

Brandon Young

Tell her hit me in 10 I'll be on my way
Plus I ain't got shit to do just shit to say, aye
I ain't even really tryna make you my baby (Nah fuck that shit)
Last girl I had that shit made me go crazy (Mhm, mhm, mhm)
Last girl I had that shit made me go wild (Yeah)
I'm off that shit, I'm talking shit, need something, make me smile
Like deposits in my checkin's and diamond necklaces (Uh-huh)
Dodging all the leeches and all the pessimists, yeah, yeah
(She stayed up out my way, aye)
Tell me what gon' make the world go round
Is it money or the smiles, used to be a lil simp now I'm
Aye, living like a thug for a while with my head up in the clouds
Couldn't reach me with a satellite phone
Tell me what gon' make the world go round
Is it money or the smiles, used to be a lil simp now I'm
Aye, living like a thug for a while with my head up in the clouds
Couldn't reach me with a satellite phone
(Reach me with a satellite phone)
(Reach me with a, reach me with a satellite phone)
Tell her hit me in 10 I'll be on my way (On my, on my way)
Plus I ain't got shit to do just shit to say, aye (Mhm, mhm, mhm)
I ain't even really tryna make you my baby (Nah fuck that shit)
Last 12 months that shit been way too crazy
(I've been way too, I'm just tryna get rich like)
Yeah this that get rich music, if you love me prove it
I be gliding down the sidewalk just bumping my new shit (Bump that shit like)
Feed over my shoulders, I know what I'm doing
I'm going through all the motions, I'm feeling so fluid, yeah
Need new whip with space, autopilot face me like
Need new crib in hills, fill that shit with spaceships like
Make sure that it's roomy, I'm gon' need some acres in this bitch
Tennis courts, pools, gyms, yeah all that good shit
Ain't gotta leave for shit (Nah)
Nigga don't beat my shit (Don't beat my shit)
I'm hard to reach 'cause y'all niggas whack and don't really be about shit (Mhm)
Working all day long (Yeah)
Working then I'll make a song
Make a song about the work, make it all work, and sew it with the bars, aye
Tell me what gon' make the world go round
Is it money or the smiles, used to be a lil simp now I'm
Aye, living like a thug for a while with my head up in the clouds
Couldn't reach me with a satellite phone
Tell me what gon' make the world go round
Is it money or the smiles, used to be a lil simp now I'm
Aye, living like a thug for a while with my head up in the clouds
Couldn't reach me with a satellite phone
I got a couple hoes nobody know about
Nah man, not the fam, not the bros, I just keep 'em on the low now
Gotta do what I gotta do just to keep my life at peace now
I close my eyes and it's dollar signs that I'll see now
I hope I don't get too fucked up while I'm out chasing these racks, yeah
I'm living fast, yeah
I left some people behind and I ain't looking back, yeah
If you cross up on me then I'm on your ass, yeah
I'm on your ass, yeah

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