Rio Da Yung OG - Make A Way Lyrics

Ghetto Boyz shit, nigga
Money Is Not Everything

Free my nigga Woody
If I ain't been to the hood that mean I'm gettin' money
We was nine years old, bro killed a bunny
He seen the blood comin' out and got adrenaline rushin', then he killed his cousin
Man in the middle, not the manager, Will my cousin
We don't need no manager, this a real discussion
It was 2:30 p.m., he got killed in public
They caught him at the grocery store, he got killed in Publix
Six hundred Gs, I just built a Brabus
Nine hundred horsepower, nigga, it's a rocket
So much dog shit, I can't fit it in my pocket
Gotta put the child lock on Baby Ghost, he'll get out and pop it
I told him, "Come home," he gon' get out and pop it
'Cause when he come home, it's a million dollars
And that's ninety days and that shit go by quick a couple days away
Woody took the SK from Chavez, tried to shave the 'K
Now that I think about it, that's a Drac' today
Nigga, I ain't doin' shit for free, I'll make Drake pay
I ain't told on nobody, I ain't gay, so what they can't say?
I got pure cocaine, smell like spray paint
This the real K2, the shit you can't spray
I damn near made a $100K a day and it's been 8K
Somebody send me two hundred real quick, I'm tryna make a way
Let the police jump out they car, then shake away
Nigga, I ate McDonald's, what you ate today?
You ate steak today and you ain't tell her you ain't got pape', so you can't pay
Bitch, I'm the king of shit talkin', ain't shit I can't say
Walked out of Hutch with a chain and I ain't pay
He put a cold play down, shout out Bear Face
This bitch sent a picture of an ultrasound, I sent a staircase
They say this nigga Rollie real, but his ears fake
Bro, I still got the wheel, I just can't steer straight
Mike say, "He ain't ate shit all day," how many pills you ate?
It could be two-fours, a different drink, but it's still an eight
And I'ma mix it up, I like to get high
Twenty-five racks on me, I'm just gettin' by
In a Trackhawk with my other Codey, we might spin by
Left the bitch at the Hilton and never said bye
Crazy part is, I never said hi
She cut into me, the bitches y'all pay for pussy, they f*ck for free
And the bitch even said I know I'm ugly, that don't mean nothin' to me
Spent a thousand dollars cash gettin' somethin' to eat
Okay, I got five million cash, I can go to sleep
Hoodie on with a f*ckin' ski mask, they ain't even know it's me
But I got on glasses, though, they thought it was VonOff17
Mike had a one, I had a pint, we drunk a seventeen
Wockhardt hit my city, 2017
Ten niggas outside with eleven things
Police-ass nigga called twelve, my bro's thirteen