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on the way - g-two lyrics

turn me up a little bit. alright…

verse:
tweezy back. what they do bruh? one man army, two door couped up/
riding shotgun, figure of speech – but that strap in the seat? so literal g/
taking anything n-ggas ain’t giving to me, pray the lord beat the devil when i’m ready to go/
put a 30 in the .40 playing 70’s soul, got a long way to heaven with a h-ll of a flow/
hold up. things change it’s inevitable, i put a cake in the oven for the love of the dough/
if i’m baking now, it may take a while. it’s one down but a n-gga got eleven to go/
and that’s a dozen. i’m buzzin’. they’re jumping out the oven. i’m sharper than a razor n-ggas said i wouldn’t cut it/
but that was ’07 – ’08, i never slowed down never pressing on brake. let alone wait/
back to the figure of speech, when i sleep pimp c keep visiting me/
he says “youngblood, peep game. listen to me, these days things look different to me.”/
n-ggas overusing that word ‘trill’. lames f-cking up the game like a third wheel/
understand that the style you biting got to live on much longer than the word will/
i’ll get a n-gga reacquainted with the word ‘k!ll’. that’s evident judging by the flow/
and help is on the way and that’s all you gotta know. and anything moving when i’m busting gotta go/
i’m kicking in the door, looking ’round kinda slow, like “where’s my heat? and where’s my cheese?”/
i grab my strap, then i grab my keys, and i kiss crystal right before i leave i’mma need/

hook:
i grab my house keys, my lighter when – it’s bait on deck, i fly ’em in/
my money old, my night is young – i’m just waiting on my flight to come/
i got moves to make, i got people to see – you’d better talk that cash when you’re speaking to me/
i’m riding dirty like bun would say, soon as i grab my things i’m on the way/

my house keys, my lighter when – it’s bait on deck, i fly ’em in/
my money old, my night is young – i’m just waiting on my flight to come/
i got moves to make, i got people to see – you’d better talk that cash when you’re speaking to me/
i’m riding dirty like bun would say, soon as i grab my things i’m on the way/

- g two lyrics

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