Cuz Lightyear - OTW lyrics

[Intro: CUZ Lightyear] Slow money is better than no money, yeah [Verse 1: CUZ Lightyear] Moment of silence, mama said k** them with kindness Code of silence, this s**, money, and violence Never gon' find us, 12 comin', gotta run from the sirens, yeah [Chorus: CUZ Lightyear] On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way [Verse 2: CUZ Lightyear] Multiplyin', the f** sh** spread like virus Drug dealers inspire us, I wanna be covered in diamonds, ooh Projects deprived us, big drip, d**h over designer, ooh Decipher my dialect, choke on it, you gon' need the Heimlich, yeah On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way All I wanna do is ball I take risks, I could lose it all, uh I stood tall, I refused to crawl sh** gettin' fixed when it's tools involved, uh [Chorus: CUZ Lightyear] On the way, on the way, on the way (On the way to the bag) On the way, on the way, on the way (On the way to the bag) On the way, on the way, on the way (On the way to the bag) On the way, on the way, on the way [Verse 3: Yung Bans] On the way to the cash right now On the way to the bag right now Beat the p**y up then I beat that sh** down Made a b**h throw in the towel, yeah Smoking on dope, sh**'s so loud He don't want beef, hmm, yeah, he don't want no cow Hmm, yeah, young n***a been on my own cloud, yeah Heaven sky, n***a try me, he died n***a try me, he fried, huh, make his mama cry, huh Sometimes I wonder why these n***as wanna try it f** a ho, uh, yeah, huh Beat a lil' b**h from the side Make your main b**h my side piece f**in' twin sisters, they Siamese On the way to the cash right now (On the way to the bag) On the way to the bag right now On the way to the cash right now (On the way to the bag) On the way to the bag right now [Chorus: CUZ Lightyear] On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way [Outro: CUZ Lightyear] GPS f**ed up, I'm so lost So many missed calls, had to turn my phone off 'Til the wheels fall off, y'all my road dawgs Had to work hard to become my own boss We never the ones switch sides We don't deal with shaky vibes Rollin' with slime, gon' slide, blue slime On the way, on the way, on the way On the way, on the way, on the way