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omw - izaya tiji lyrics

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[intro]
blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
(slay)
yeah, yeah, oh, woah
blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt

[chorus]
yeah, i’m like d*mn, i’m that motherf*cka (f*cka)
that boy broke, must be so tough, huh
yeah, watch how you talk, boy might get wet up (pew)
broke b*tches always tryna get some paper
was in the backseat, ridin’ ’round wit’ that tool
cops tryna take me, but i couldn’t lose
when you a young black n*gga, scared for your life

[verse]
and stopped f*ckin’ with you, how you [?]
and then the back [?], i had no one to talk to
went from tears, went from, “i can’t trust you” and “f*ck you”
then, had no to hug you, no one to love you
could had no one to hold this, that’s just how you want to
then, i was gon’ tell you that i loved you, i can’t even tell myself
i was gon’ tell you that i want you back, but i can’t even trust myself
remember what i told you, i hope that you live so well
so well, without me, without me
back to the basics, n*gga i got plugs, and they all different states b*tch
pop me a lil pill, yeah n*gga feeling wasted
i hoop like a laker, and six figures n*gga, why you workin’ as a waiter
and b*tch, see you later, broke n*ggas on the radar
you don’t even know what i did for him to get here
oh my god, .223, his jaw
can’t even step in the mall
can’t even jump on the road
and i start pourin’ a 4, pourin’ 8th
i don’t wanna live to this day
[?] good now, she ain’t get comfortable
’cause i can’t buy her nothin’, oh
this, “how you gotta [?] this day”, this, “why you gotta be this way”
this, “could buy you new face”

[hook]
tell that money, “i’m on the way”
tell that money, “i’m on the way”
tell that money, “i’m on the way”
tell that money, “i’m on the way”
tell that money, “i’m on the way”

[chorus]
yeah, i’m like d*mn, i’m that motherf*cka (f*cka)
that boy broke, must be so tough, huh
yeah, watch how you talk, boy might get wet up
broke b*tches always tryna get some paper
was in the backseat, ridin’ ’round wit’ that tool
cops tryna take me, but i couldn’t lose
when you a young black n*gga, scared for your life

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