Kodak Black - I'm On lyrics

[Intro] I'm on (I'm on) I'm on (I'm on) I'm on (I'm on, I'm on) I'm on (Ohh yeah) I'm on (Ay) I'm on [Verse 1] I'm on like I've never been off I'm going in like I never been out My cousin in the pen never been out I'm 'bout to make it and buy lil Jr. a penthouse At 14 saw things that you've never seen Little n***a doing things that you never dreamed Ok I'm on like Tray and Loopay Young n***a say I'm fresh like toothpaste Kicking it in the Dale cooling in Parkway My money where my mouth is, let it parlay I swear you can get money in a lot of ways You ain't gotta sell d** to get them pockets straight I'm on a positive vibe I had a long day Keeping my money right, right by the wrong was n***as hollering money they ain't worth a penny though No religion, my n***as worship the semi though n***as claim real, they wearing stilettos though You know I'm married to the money I can't let it go Wait till send my n***a Angelo home Other day I was talking to my cousin Bone He said do your thing, hear you snapping on this song Told him I love you cuz Hold your head stay strong He told me keep it up conversation on the phone That's what it is, light switch cut a n***a on I can't lie my n***as going hard with the stones n***as hating they thought I was with the Kolyon No I ain't with the Kolyon, you know I ain't I f** with them boys though, you know I get dirty with them (I get dirty with them) [Verse 2] My little n***as in Pompano, we get snapping on I can't play with this money, I can't be lacking though Even when I don't want to [?] I can't be lacking though You know little J Black he be stacking though I was with my n***a Herb in the Audi So I leave a n***a stretched, Ali Barbi Money building up like Bob, not Marley I'm on so I gotta have my cake like a party You be on some [?] sh**, in love with her body She gon' f** the whole crew, you gon' say I'm lying She gon' s** the dick while my lil' n***a behind it In the club had them hoes whooping like a siren Get up in the game, f** it up like a virus Swear you Tyler Perry, your girl calling me Byron My pockets fat, 'bout to put it on a diet Ohh My pockets fat, 'bout to put it on a diet I'm on like the song Hope they call my phone Because before when I was old Lil' J Black you ain't know My n***as they on the cut They tryna' get it up I get it live like a s*ut Tony Hawk, I'ma stunt I f** with [?] He wanna see me win When I make it he gon' have them chickens bumping like a pen Shout out to everybody who f** with lil' Black And I f** with everybody 'cause they f** with me back In the hood I can't sleep sh** I gotta eat Get on the beat Don't let it breathe My wrist game mean My neck on bling My roster full straight shooters on my team Had to reup 'cause there was losers on my team My lil' n***as got pieces like wings My dog Joey, he be on the beans My dog Wesley he go crazy for the weed Yeah he a fiend, still f** with em' though And I f** with [?] 'cause he f** with me mo' And I ain't brazy 'bout this money, she in love with me mo' She been straight, good to me I can't call her a hoe I'm going ham, got the bread on top Yo' a** dead I'm 'bout to ehad on top My n***as on the stroll, a hundred for the guap So how you gon' expect to come around with it and not get popped [Outro] I'm on I'm on Lil Dolph, for real though I gotta maintain I'm from the Nola where the gra** don't grow I'm from the Nola I'm on I'm on And I'm gone