MiWay Lyrics

Owwwwww...

Yea

I'm a be like this forever

Woot woot woot woot woot

I done told these niggas… I told these niggas… my shit gon bubble

No MDMA, feeling myself…

Tell that young boy that he in trouble

Aiming for the top… I'm aiming for top

It’s only right for a kid coming from the bottom with a zip and a pot

Trying to put his momma in a crib and a yacht… I can’t stop

I won’t stop… like Diddy

Check the rocks on the watch so pretty

Switch the face up like the girl Iggy

I’m a still grind for mine, no pitty

But … they say I’m too street for the radioooo….Oh

Well… Let the flow stream and watch the green’ll circulate like a merry go… There ya go

Fresh fatigue Ferragamo belt… A chick’s heart’ll melt

Your clothes too tight, boy…you sum’n else

New grill, no Gorge Foreman

Been scoring, gold Jordans

Topless chick in a topless whip…

Might I add, they both foreign... hot

Eh Eh… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Been straight… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Getting paid… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Don’t hate… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

I done told these bitches… I told these bitches… My City, Mi Way

Blowing that kush while she blowing on me and then call it a day

I couldn’t believe that she was on both knees like she’s planning to pray

Staring at me, what you want me to say? Hallelujah?

Hallelujah… Hallelujah

Nah, no need to undress ma’ , I aint tryna do ya

It’s M.O.D, that’s, money on deck

Dick ain’t free plus honey called next

Rare breed… there ain’t a lot of us left

HCAP is what the homie got rep

Eh Eh… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Been straight… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Getting paid… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way

Don’t hate… Ride ‘round doin things Mi Way