Donthitmyway lyrics

[Verse 1: Bhris Byron]
Southpaw with them jabs n*gga
Southpaw with them hooks
f*ck a 9-5 n*gga wasn’t made for reading books
Call it what you wanna
Ain’t no thing as halfway crooks
Got this mami on my phone
Mami killing it with looks
My n*ggas shooting busting out the door like
Marksmen
Couple of bands, we surviving ain’t no problem
Shawty ask me if I do this sh*t a lot, I tell her often
If a n*gga get to bustin, I just do em like im Clark Kent
Don’t waste no time don’t do me dirty like them other n*ggas
Stay on my grind and I be waiting on that phone be ringing
And if a n*gga get up in the way
Free smoke I’m giving
This n*gga asked me if we’re good
That ain't how we livin
I got some boof that we toking b*tch I’m livin now
Black and white that’s what we rocking
I’m the freshest cow
n*ggas skiing on some snow
Like whole crew of chows
We just found a lick
Pass me the sign
Bustin in the house
Free my n*gga Itto all the way till its backwards
We ain’t the standard
Hating on police cause they a hazard
Told that n*gga pray, he got it answered
A n*gga listened to my sh*t
Now his dream shattered
Don’t hit my way
If it make my bag hurt (yeah)
b*tch I been down yeah
I know the smell of dirt (yeah)
I know the feeling
When they be testing out your worth (yeah)
Soon they be calling I decline then they hurt (yeah)

[Chorus: Bhris Byron] 2X
Loyalty ain’t something u get easy
We just smoked a Jonny now we sleepy
f*ckin on a bih, tend to be freaky
Handing out smoke no need to be greedy


[Verse 2: DC J' Angel]
f*ck these n*ggas (yeah) they haters and they know it
Couple bands in my face and imma show it
Your b*tch be on me and she feening and you know it
I get the last shot of the game, imma throw it
Fresh out of Begby, country n*gga throwing hands (Begby ,Begby)
Steady cooling always flexing got a plan
Imma jump out the foreign and ill land
With a bag of skittles and some juice up in my hand
Yeah I'm not goofy
I ain't messing with no xans
If u do those, then u nasty wash your hands
Yeah I be healthy, run the city with my mans
Shoutout barney shoutout Bhris they the fam
Been like this for a minute
n*gga im the man
Dream chasing n*gga always sweating throwing bands
Whole crew be eating rice, n*gga Uncle Ben
801 Begby drive where I stay
Yeah don't be calling im busy making plays
Shooting buckets, I be Shaq up in the paint
Yeah if she with, she can get it, she ait
And if she lurking in my paper b*tch goodnight
Yeah, I'm a young boy steady chilling spraying paint (hey)
Yeah, they gon know me when I die im a saint (yeah)
Don't hit my way if it make my bag hurt (yeah)
b*tch I been down yeah I know the smell of dirt yeah
[Chorus: Bhris Byron] 2X
Loyalty ain’t something u get easy
We just smoked a Jonny now we sleepy
f*ckin on a bih, tend to be freaky
Handing out smoke no need to be greedy