Aye-Jay - WAYTOOREADY! (feat. dayofkk)

Way too ready, way too gone
Way too ready, way too gone
Way two ready, way too gone
Guess I'm ready to flex on these niggas
Guess I'm ready to go blow a bag

I just went and popped out with my hitters
He plotting on me he ending up dead
Shit be so crazy
The way that I'm living
I seen some shit
Leave that stuff in the past
Niggas be capping
That shit not forgiven
I can't trust these niggas
When I get a bag
I put some VV's on my wrist
I gotta check my clock
Niggas rock CZs think he lit
He gotta stop that talk
I just want blue hunnids that's it
I gotta go get locked
Know imma go do whatever
Yea for the clique
This pressure is not finna stop
I really been ready
I'm locked in my zone now
Yea
I just want check out my checkings
See lotta them O's now
Yea
See really I'm giving out blessings
All white like the pope now
Yea
I really should go start a family
Cause niggas be clones now
Yea
Steady been chasing a check
Steady been chasing these racks
Steady been chasing this money
It go where I go
And that shit not cap
Niggas be talking that's funny
Cause last time I checked
None them was out getting a bag
Just wanna stack till I'm set
I got bigger things coming
Im not finna stop till im dead
And I know
They gotta know my name before I go
People said that things changed
But I don't know what they be on
Shyna gang been my gang
I can't wait till the whole team on
Go, go

Go, go, go
Shyna gang that's my team we on
Go, go, go
Yea way too up, yea way too up
Way too ready, way too ready
I'm way too steady, way too steady
I'm way to ready, pull up on yo bitch and found out she a wetty
I'm way too ready to go to the top man you know that we on
Look at these VVS, Christian D, this Louboutin
Look at the way it shine, yea ima young shyna, I just be dripped in stone
Shordy too worried bout gang, I had to decline her, blowing up all my phones
Pull up on yo bitch and she want it, got so many hoes that I don't even flaunt it
These niggas they mad as a bitch, cuz they up on the bench, and we already stuntin
Since a youngin been chasing this money
Wants hunnids on hunnids on hunnids on hunnids
They used to laugh at the gang, but now this shit funny how we really run it
All my demons, I done faced em
I got diamonds on top of my bracelet
Imma die before I never make it
They can't fuck with the kid dedication
Got this drank in my cup and it's muddy, got purple inside of this shit look like Barney
Gotta whole lotta moola the guap
Finna spend all this shit in the Marni

Way too ready
Way too ready, way too gone
Way too ready, way too gone
Guess I'm ready to flex on these niggas
Guess I'm ready to go blow a bag

Written by:
Abu Jah, Cavin-Junior Kikins

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