Shelly D - I'm On My Way

I'm on my way
Get out the way
I'm on my way
Now you gotta pay
Get out the way
Get out the way
I'm on my way
Get the fuck out the
I'm on my way
Get out the way
Cant trust no nigga
Lemme see what it weigh
Met a bitch the other day
Said she all about gettin paid
We had our first date at the bank
Might be made for each other
Let me see how it taste
Walk out on her
I gotta hit a play
Step in my way
I might catch a case
Pretty face but I won't hesitate
Never let a chicken get in the way
Im at the finish line wit a blunt of haze
You niggas still in the race
I'm on top of my game
Bet not even play
You can't win
You gone need some aid
Where's yo partners at anyway
Betta cut high
Use yo ace of spades
You pelican fly
Predator to prey
I'ma vulture
I gotta clean the plate
Put my company in betta place
If you ain't on my team u in 2nd place
Every member on board in a higher state
Fuck wit my board and get dry-erased
Made 10 off the flip and put 5 away
Gotta buy my momma a hideaway
I hustle for brighter days
And I see the future illuminatin
It's time to get to it, no use in waitin
Bring life to the game, I'm the incubator
Money callin
Tell all my hoes see you later
If she start askin questions
Look, this what you say to her
Tell them hoes
Im on my way
(I'm on my way)
Get out the way
(Get out the way)
I'm on my way
(I'm on my way)
Get the fuck out the way
(Get the fuck out the way)
Im on my way
(I'm on my way)
Get out the way
(Get out the way)
I'm on my way
(I'm on my way)
Get the fuck out the way
Soon as I wake up
It's time to make money
Can't wait
I gotta shake somethin
What you really doin if you ain't hustlin
Being lazy don't take nothin
I got all this drive and they know how I'm comin
(How you comin)
No breaks like I stole somethin
Stay in yo lane bitch I'm on somethin
Can't see me I look like the road runner
I fucked up the money
Gotta get it back
After that man I swear ain't no lookin back
Shelly on the come up
Gee, look at that
They told me I couldnt
I showed them hacks
They followed my lead
Shit they owe me plaques
Added fuel to my fire, gotta burn the track
I been on my shit, plus I really rap
They said I wasn't shit
Well I'll give em that
And yea girl you fine
But I just can't take being lied to, still
Hold up
Lemme see how it feel
I'm tryna see if it's real
I'm on my way to a check
Gotta keep at least one hand on the wheel
These haters
I'm zoomin right passed em
Promotin and stirrin up traction
Showtime
I'm the mainest attraction
Are you bi? Can you blame me for askin
Tell yo man bye
He a has-been
Shit, I'm almost famous
Don't ask when
Hard work payin off
Gotta cash in
On traffic and fashion
New shoes on the coupe
Pull up
Rollin up Afghan
Windows up
Don't let the draft in
Perfectly handcrafted
I'm cool as a fan
And I bet yo girl a fanatic
Yea we can chill for a second
You call her
She startin to panic
I pick up where you lack at
Then imma head out
You'll find me wherever the cash at
She know where I'm goin
Now she wanna ride
And hopefully fill up her cash app
Them bitches get laughed at
Have her bags packed
And dropped off where the cabs at
Please don't be mad
But I'm finna be absent
Gotta make moves
Make sure my belt fastened
Gotta go
Let em know
Im on my way (I'm on my way)
Get out the way (Get out the way)
I'm on my way (I'm on my way)
Get the fuck out the way (Get the fuck out the way)
Im on my way (I'm on my way)
Get out the way (Get out the way)
I'm on my way (I'm on my way)
Get the fuck out the way (Get the fuck out the way)
Nero on the beat
This is A Seven Gram Joint
Let's get into it

Written by:
Shelly D, Michelle Armstrong, S. D.

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