Correction Lyrics On The Way by Valee

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Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm not with TMZ, so why the f**k should I be pressed?
My pants is made by Gucci, why the f**k would they be pressed?
(ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)
My son already got racks, why would I put him in sports?
20 thousand, I hand count that, and it's not comin' up short
I got dope, it's exotic, might put that in my headrest
I ask him if he got lean and he textin' me back, "Yes"
My new b*t*h is religious and she textin' me, "I'm blessed"

(Yeah, yeah)

I never gave a f**k
So why the f**k would I be p*ssed?
And they don’t love you
Till you’re gone
So how the f**k
Can I be missed?
Until I thought I fell In love
But that sh*t on the way

And it's on the way
I got lean and it's real Hi-Tec, that sh*t on the way
I got a b*t*h and she real bad and she on the way
Hundred thousand, I might count that, and it's on the way
Yeah, yeah
I should go get brand new drop top, had that on the way
I got a b*t*h and she real bad and she on the way
Hundred thousand, I might count that, and it's on the way

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