OTW lyrics

[Intro]
(KimJ ballin' on these hoes, huh?)
(AKel)
I really got them racks coming, n*ggas hatin’ and I see 'em

[Chorus]
Yeah, I really got them racks coming, n*ggas hatin' and I see ’em
Me and all my n*ggas gone be straight
I really made a name for myself, hope this music bring me wealth Gotta make sure I put the racks off in the safe
I really keep lil' foreign by my side, n*gga, play and he gone die
'Bout my brother, I gotta catch me a case
They say the hood waiting on the album, "Whats the date?"
Just let them know it's coming soon, I'm sorry for thе wait

[Verse 1]
NETL, I bleed this sh*t on gang forever
Tell my brothеr n'em, I'm ready to go to war for 'em, whatever
Blood on his shoes, got him dancing with the devil
Let them know we ain’t never backing down, it’s whatever
I been up two days wildin' out like a rockstar
Whodie keep that stick off in his bag, this not a guitar
And they told me that I won’t never make it, I won't get far
And we ain't used to sh*t, I treat that foreign like a race car
I just stress y'all pus*y n*ggas, just don’t play with me
I do this sh*t for real, I gotta take care my family
I can see it on her face, I know my mama proud of me
She so proud of me it's still f*ck all them n*ggas who doubted me
Youngin' goin' crazy, he the man now
n*gga play with me, gon' be a man down
Tell them labels if they with it then I'm ready
Yeah, he gon' let it spray like confetti
[Chorus]
Yeah, I really got them racks coming, n*ggas hatin' and I see 'em
Me and all my n*ggas gone be straight
I really made a name for myself, hope this music bring me wealth Gotta make sure I put the racks off in the safe
I really keep lil' foreign by my side, n*gga, play and he gone die
'Bout my brother, I gotta catch me a case
They say the hood waiting on the album, "Whats the date?"
Just let them know it's coming soon, I'm sorry for the wait

[Verse 2]
Youngin' strapped up, he keep that glizzy, yeah
Youngin' strapped up, he keep that glizzy, yeah
Take my n*ggas from out the hood, they comin' with me
All that money pilin' in, I'm getting jiggy
My heart cold forever, you can't fix me
I ain't gotta chase these hoes 'cause they gon' blitz me
Everywhere he go they say his name
And lil' Steve ain't here so it ain't gone never be the same

[Chorus]
Yeah, I really got them racks coming, n*ggas hatin' and I see 'em
Me and all my n*ggas gone be straight
I really made a name for myself, hope this music bring me wealth Gotta make sure I put the racks off in the safe
I really keep lil' foreign by my side, n*gga, play and he gone die
'Bout my brother, I gotta catch me a case
They say the hood waiting on the album, "Whats the date?"
Just let them know it's coming soon, I'm sorry for the wait, yeah
[Outro]
I'm sorry for the wait, yeah
I'm sorry for the wait, yeah
I'm sorry for the wait, ah
I'm sorry for the wait, ah
I'm sorry for the wait, yeah
I'm sorry for the wait, ayy
I'm sorry for the wait, ayy
How many people in my way gon' hate?