Way Off lyrics

[Intro]
(ENRGY made this one)

[Chorus]
Grind hard, it's gon’ pay off
You will catch me six-feet under before I ever take a day off
n*ggas always call me with the 'bows 'cause they know I get the weight off
I heard a n*gga said I was broke, yeah, he way off
You the type to work a 9-5 and get laid off
Sitting back, thinking when this rap sh*t gon’ really take off
Send my lil' n*gga to make a sale for me, hope he don't take off
AK hit him in his top, knock his face off

[Verse 1]
Genocide, kill a whole group of people like I'm Adolf
I was horny tryna f*ck a ugly b*tch, my di*k stayed soft
My OG locked up in thе pent, he went AWOL
Thеm opps survived all them shots, I guess they made the playoffs
Roll a blunt and pour some drank to start my day off
I let you buy some weed, don't even ask how much the drank cost
Fifteen-hundred what my day cost
You hustle slow, it take you three days to get an eighth off
Told myself let me find a plug and I'ma take off
I can get the bag to my door, ain't gotta wait at all
Let me find a [?], I'ma take it all
Got her pus*y wet through her panties, told her take them off
Seen a white boy buy five footballs and he took them all
Seen a body drop in my face, I wasn’t shook at all
n*ggas hoes, the pressure get applied, they get the hook involved
Bought a pint, stripped that b*tch naked, took the booklet off
n*ggas window-shopping wondering how much that it would’ve cost
Left a n*gga knocking at the door, because he should've called
They killed my brother, everyone gon’ die that I feel involved
This n*gga think he slick, he think he really getting off
I get the bag and it don't take a lot for me to get it off
Buss it down, was about to wholesale it, but that was just a thought
Gave him a deal the more he grabbed, but I taxed him the less he bought
Changed my mindset, it's been a minute since I took a loss
[Chorus]
Grind hard, it's gon’ pay off
You will catch me six-feet under before I ever take a day off
n*ggas always call me with the 'bows 'cause they know I get the weight off
I heard a n*gga said I was broke, yeah, he way off
You the type to work a 9-5 and get laid off
Sitting back, thinking when this rap sh*t gon' really take off
Send my lil' n*gga to make a sale for me, hope he don't take off
AK hit him in his top, knock his face off

[Verse 2]
He ran off, now he paralyzed and he can't walk
Wock', PAI, Hi-Tech, and Tris, this that drank talk
I mixed all the drank in one pop, now I can't talk
Talking too much, got his body outlined in chalk
I know a fiend that'll smoke you for an ounce of raw
A deuce of Morton wasn't dark enough, I drunk two ounces raw
I guess those 30's wasn't strong enough, he's turned to doing dog
I know a n*gga fell off tryna hustle, now he doing fraud
I know a n*gga that got asthma, he'll kill you for Albuterol
I know a n*gga, for the right amount of money, he'd lose it all
Just bought a hundred rounds of hollow tips, I'ma shoot them all
Got a whole bag of styrofoam cups, I done used them all

[Chorus]
Grind hard, it's gon' pay off
You will catch me six-feet under before I ever take a day off
n*ggas always call me with the 'bows 'cause they know I get the weight off
I heard a n*gga said I was broke, yeah, he way off
You the type to work a 9-5 and get laid off
Sitting back, thinking when this rap sh*t gon' really take off
Send my lil' n*gga to make a sale for me, hope he don't take off
AK hit him in his top, knock his face off