Ty in the Sky - Bishop Lyrics

I'm in my own lane
I'm on my own time
I'm going way way up nigga
This aint no slow grind
They aint 'bout no smoke
I pay them boys no mind
I got the wave, I'm wavy and she let me all in her coastline
I hate a broke nigga
I hate the broke kind
And I don't be sweating niggas
You know that my gang be on Go-Time
I'm the one and that's without a co-sign
I drop hits like I'm tank and its Showtime
Nigga look at the moves
Dummy I got the juice

I'm just getting started, already popping
She gave me the greenlight, she know I aint stopping
Like rock, paper, scissors, SHOOT, I got options
A hooter with paper, you know how I'm rocking
The one with the gift and still I stuff the stockings
I start getting cheese this bitches giving toppings
Won't argue with bitches, I just get to blocking
I'm single as shit bitch who you think you clocking
I'm f*cking this nigga bitch, he a bitch
I'm laced in that Greedy shit, cause we the shit. Drip
The process was rigorous
Leveled up, 'bout to get all my niggas rich
Don't know nun 'bout no clout or no gimmick shit
I be swinging round racks on some tennis shit,
She tell me I'm the hardest one in this shit
F*ck me good and then suck me to finish it

I'm in my own lane
I'm on my own time
I'm going way way up nigga
This aint no slow grind
They aint 'bout no smoke
I pay them boys no mind
I got the wave, I'm wavy and she let me all in her coastline
I hate a broke nigga
I hate the broke kind
And I don't be sweating niggas
You know that my gang be on Go-Time
I'm the one and that's without a co-sign
I drop hits like I'm tank and its Showtime
Nigga look at the moves
Dummy I got the juice

Remember people told me what I would never be
Bet against me, that just made me a better me
Can't get with me, never will be ahead of me
Niggas acting, just like how that boy Desi be
You don't know me, bitch don't call me your homie
Seen me up and called my phone that bitch phony
Bitch you wasn't in the gym, it was lonely
Side note. Rest in Peace the boy Kobe
Yea. I drag where I wanna
I can do that, this bih hold a hunna
Mark my words, I'm gon turn up the summer
Call my woe, he say dummy go dumber
With yo bitch, she just pass me her number
Want me come lay the pipe like a plumber
Shorty cool, but I'm cool. I don't want her
M.O.B. only rule that I'm under

I'm in my own lane
I'm on my own time
I'm going way way up nigga
This aint no slow grind
They aint 'bout no smoke
I pay them boys no mind
I got the wave, I'm wavy and she let me all in her coastline
I hate a broke nigga
I hate the broke kind
And I don't be sweating niggas
You know that my gang be on Go-Time
I'm the one and that's without a co-sign
I drop hits like I'm tank and its Showtime
Nigga look at the moves
Dummy I got the juice