Way B4 You Lyrics

She wants to be more than my little freak

Say her bd a gd from Tennessee

Boy I don't want non of yo Cbd

We be growing, and blowing on Thc

Put the flavors in alphabet order from A to Z

I catch a play on my way to see Kenney E

Going from tm to tm

My trap buddies says I'm lazy

Because I don't sit around all day playing two-k

Just waiting for people to pay me

I really can't see myself hanging around and waiting on people for shit

I'd rather go print it, go get it

Then go to the mall and pick up a brand new fit

And look up yo crime time compared to mine

You might want to jump on this ship

I'm really just putting you down you clown

You mind?

Showing you how to get rich

Got to work smarter not harder

Of course I make more than her father

He wants to barter, why bother

I'd rather go buy that shit new

And no I ain't cripping but just like my paper

I spend that shit out of the blue

Boy you a fool

Yeah

She likes the way that I move

She say she feels like a bosses wife

Whenever she hangs with the crew

I told her she only get one of these nights

So make it do what it's going to do

And you better hope my phone don't ring

This paper comes way before you

Yeah

This paper come way before you

Yeah