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on my way - brandon young lyrics

[verse 1]
tell her hit me in 10 i’ll be on my way
plus i ain’t got sh*t to do just sh*t to say, aye
i ain’t even really tryna make you my baby (nah f*ck that sh*t)
last girl i had that sh*t made me go crazy (mhm, mhm, mhm)

last girl i had that sh*t made me go wild (yeah)
i’m off that sh*t, i’m talking sh*t, 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)

[chorus]
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 likе a thug for a while with my head up in the clouds
couldn’t rеach 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)
[verse 2]
tell her hit me in 10 i’ll be on my way (on my, on my way)
plus i ain’t got sh*t to do just sh*t to say, aye (mhm, mhm, mhm)
i ain’t even really tryna make you my baby (nah f*ck that sh*t)
last 12 months that sh*t 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 sh*t (bump that sh*t 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 sp*ce, autopilot face me like
need new crib in hills, fill that sh*t with sp*ceships like
make sure that it’s roomy, i’m gon’ need some acres in this b*tch
tennis courts, pools, gyms, yeah all that good sh*t

ain’t gotta leave for sh*t (nah)
n*gga don’t beat my sh*t (don’t beat my sh*t)
i’m hard to reach ’cause y’all n*ggas whack and don’t really be about sh*t (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

[chorus]
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

[verse 3]
i got a couple hoes n0body 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 f*cked 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

- brandon young lyrics

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