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laylow kartel - on my way lyrics

[intro]
i’m on my way

[hook: laylow kartel]
i’m on my way to my journey, my pockets polly
man dem is with me (man dem)
don’t ever get batty wit me, bring out the toolie
smoke u like ammi (raah)
wallahi the gyal dem be thirsty, pour me the water
it’s your boy eazi
don’t get too comfortable with me
keep it like rico, don’t trust n0body

[verse 1: laylow kartel]
when i smoke loud i’m so quiet (quiet)
whatever ya want i supply it (supply it)
i’ll get you so high be ya pilot (yea)
rob a opp bwoy like a pirate (pirate)
rob a opp bwoy like a pirate (pirate)
i know these n-ggas ain’t about it (nah)
we never lackin’ that’s the spirit (yea)
if u get caught up better nize it

shorty so bad she be callin my phone
gave her 3 beeps now she leave me alone
i been doin’ all this work on my own
i been doin’ all this work on my own

[verse 2: mo irvin]
couple n-ggas switched up on me
imma show you where i came from
money coming in a hurry
its semi capo numba thirty
i mixed the sprite with the dirty
momma crying don’t worry
momma crying don’t worry

(laylow kartel) momma crying don’t worry

why they talking down the gang
why they snitching to the feds
when i see them they don’t bang
yea your shorty wanna hang
i pulled up on ’em now they ran
couple boy dems like to plan, like to plan
shorty knows i’m the man i’m the man, yea

(laylow kartel) i’m the man

i can never stay down i gotta stand
i can show you how to get a couple grands, couple grands
understand who i am, who i am
it ain’t nothing in my hands with the bands
i’m selling pounds not no grams, not no grams
i told you n-ggas i don’t really got not friends
understand who i am, who i am
money coming so i’ll flex in a benz
yea yea yea i’ll flex in a benz
understand who i am, who i am
understand who i am, who i am
money coming so i’ll flex in a benz

[hook: laylow kartel]

i’m the ali of the alley, if you want it you can try me yea
no tat on my face, but the ting on my waist
these yutes is so fake, it’s like copy then paste

[verse 3: mo irvin]
if you talking about the block
then we’ll run a couple shots
understand that i’m the boss
homie you don’t got the sauce
turn your ends to a loss
run up on me you’ll get crossed
you’ll get crossed, you’ll get crossed
when we pull up on a n-gga, they don’t know who we are
keep it a1 n-gga, don’t be snitching to the cops
don’t be switching with the opps
got a vision we on top
that we winning for the block
that we flipping all the whops
ain’t no way i’m gonna stop
i be shippin’ all the crops
yea i do this for my pops
understand that i’m the boss
i will never take a loss
don’t be viewing all across

[outro]

- laylow kartel lyrics

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