Alex Wiley - Own Lane lyrics

rate me

Money on the table, money on the floor

One for the bitches, one for the hoes

Money on the table, money on the floor

One for the bitches, one for the hoes.

Man to the side like Michael

Got to the friend in the crew who would drive to the high school

Don’t have a plan or a clue but I might though traffic cause I know

Should have joined the army, and picked up a rifle

Should have joined my mommy and picked up a bible and a fifth of shottys

And joined a cycle fuck that

I ain’t got no time for the bullshit bitch, fuck that

Land niggas try to floss it bitch fuck that

Get known in the world get nice cold nigga

Fucking looking like .. go nigga where they rep that, nigga

Everybody got to find they own lane nigga

Everybody out here tryin to get paid

Everybody got find they own way nigga

Everybody out here trying to get paid.

Seats way back listening to Anita Baker

Riding by myself smoking weed by the acre.

Seats way back listening tto Anita Baker

Riding by myself smoking weed by the acre.

(2x )

Money on the table, money on the floor

One for the bitches, one for the hoes

Money on the table, money on the floor

One for the bitches, one for the hoes.