On the M-Way

Lyrics

Intro
Skrrt on the M-way
Late night grind (grind)
Phone keep buzzin'
That’s pound sign (bling)
Trapline ring like landline
Still do mileage
Still do drive-bys (bow)

Verse 1
I was in college
Book bag
Pack in it
Now I got jakes on tails
Tryna pattern it
Mum said "son
Quit roads
Start managing"
But I see cash in the curb
I keep balancing
Two-man step on your block
That’s visitors
Mask on face
Can’t tell who the villain is
Swing that
Swing that
Gym with the diligence
Heart all cold but the wrist stay militant
Bro got lock for a vibe and an incident
Now I move smart
Leave trace like fingerprints
Still get paid off talk
That’s syndicate
Still make weight do laps
That’s infinite

Chorus
All of this pain in my heart
I still drill through
All of these feds on my lane
I still wheel through (skrrt)
Money on my mind
So I can't sit still
Boo
If it ain’t bands
I don’t care what you feel
True
On the M-way
One hand on the wheel
Other hand count notes
That’s real
If it ain’t bread
I can’t deal
If it ain’t bread
I can’t deal (nah)

Verse 2
Tea house days
Two spoons
One kettle
Rice in a tub
Bare fumes
No petals
Now it’s uptown steak
No specials
But I still step road
Same metal
Cuz got bird for a talk on a FaceTime
Now I move loose on a call
Speak baseline
Young G itching to slide for a name tag
Told him get rich
Not a grave with your name stamped
I seen mums cry
Can’t lie
That changed man
Still keep one in the ride
That’s game plan
Tryna turn grams into graphs on a spray can
Turn this block from a war to a wave land

Chorus
All of this pain in my heart
I still drill through
All of these feds on my lane
I still wheel through (skrrt)
Money on my mind
So I can't sit still
Boo
If it ain’t bands
I don’t care what you feel
True
On the M-way
One hand on the wheel
Other hand count notes
That’s real
If it ain’t bread
I can’t deal
If it ain’t bread
I can’t deal (ayy)