Woah Gee - Way Lyrics

Why you all in the way
Taking up all of my space
Pull up step back and retrace
Good gas to the face
Traveling state to state
Tryna pave me a way
No time for the snakes
Here i go raise the stakes
Tryna catch me a play
Peyton Manning calling plays
Tryna' cop real estates
Get me outta this place

Get in there no time to be lazy I ain't playing fair
Gotta lil' thick chick wit some pretty hair
She gone f*ck me just about anywhere

See imma stay down
Cus' I gotta go get it
Not switching my pivot
While chasing these digits
He say that he wit it
I knew it was fiction
I call up my brodie
Then we gone get lifted

Hey! we been boxing out the drive way
Say so won't you come and pull up my way
See imma lay low imma play it cool
Tryna rock out on the moon
Imma break the rules
Inna few years baby or very soon
Onna road to the riches, and
I just can't lose
No telling where I'm going
Aint no time for you

Imma step in wit a bang
Baby clear the room
You just woke up, and
It just hit noon (aye)

See I'm gonna represent tho
Stand tall for all my kin folk
This is a brief memento
Don't go losing your mental

Why you all in the way
Taking up all of my space
Pull up step back and retrace
Good gas to the face
Traveling state to state
Tryna' pave me a way
No time for the snakes
Here I go raise the stakes
Tryna' catch me a play
Peyton Manning calling plays
Tryna cop real estates
Get me outta this place

Niggas wanna change watch the kick though
Thru the pain in the rain stay ten toes
Lou Kane Johnny cage wit the shits moe
Mother f*cker can't hear me tryna get more
30 shots from my shooter make you limbo
Straight hooks no jabs like Kimbo
Call me in for the check where the pin moe
Ain't signing no deals need them M's Holmes

See we came to conclusion
My time is now no hesitation
This a friendly intrusion
See check the muscle we gon' bubble
Cus' we steadily moving
Astro Wop OG Bob or Big Papi Chulo
I'm in my bag bitch
Rack that shit up i need my cabbage
I need the baddest
Can't f*ck wit no goofy or above average
I'm going savage
You goofy you lame you keep me laughing
You are a has been
I even know why you keep on gassing

We shake the ops don't
F*ck wit cops bitch what you thought
I run it up I run it up I can not stop
Don't rap me up I do not care I'm not Joe Clark
I'm from DC we don't 2 step we make it chop

I'm cooler I'm hanging wit my shooter
Freddy or Mr Kruger
Please protect your Madula
Otto might zoom right thru ya
Ice man gotta salute ya
Can't f*ck wit Roy the rooster
F*ck around and might shoot ya

Why you all in the way
Taking up all of my space
Pull up step back and retrace
Good gas to the face
Traveling state to state
Tryna' pave me a way
No time for the snakes
Here I go raise the stakes
Tryna' catch me a play
Peyton Manning calling plays
Tryna cop real estates
Get me outta this place