Around Da Way Lyrics – RXKNephew

Around Da Way Lyrics by RXKNephew

Boss up n#gg#
They do it for fame
Who is to blame
She want to f#ck me and don’t know my name

Money come in
People start to change
All of my life
Been putting in pain

They Say that I’m different
They say that I’m strange
All grown up
Life don’t change

Closed casket
He Ain’t got no face
I can’t get stuck in the rat race
Poor same thing as middle class

Don’t know what I am
I just want a bag
She calling me daddy
I Ain’t have no dad

Close your mouth
Dont talk about that
b#tch can’t keep secrets
Got a big mouth

Trap uncle Phil around they house
(Viiiieeeww)
Slide on an op back it out
Op scared

Wanna talk it out
They keep calling me
What do they want from mе
b#tch n#gg# run from me

Death gone comе for me
I’m in the hood
Kicked up comfortably
He a wannabe

He a son to me
With they problems
They run to me
I don’t eat on no edibles

Already high
It’s in my schedule
Shoot the class
Sound like heavy metal

What do you want
Dont got to front
Js in the back
Licks in the front

She boosting my head
Saying what she want
b#tch I ain’t know we were done
Dropped my price

They eating it up
Drug through mud
Clean it up
Don’t like go slow

Speed it up
Don’t like dreams
I woke up
Glock with the beam

Clearing the scene
These n#gg# know
Know what they seen
Ops on my dick like neph do your thing

Walk in that b#tch
I’m way too clean
Say that she love me
I try to believe

Walk out the trap
They don’t want me to leave
Auntie ODd
Don’t call the police

I get high
Think about Adam and Eve
Drugs I need
I forgot to sleep

I forgot to eat
Popped me a bean
They think that it’s easy
But it’s not what it seem

Never bought Wutang
But I know about cream
Op brung up
Shoot out her knee

b#tch Caribbean
Came from Belize
Green eyed dark skin
Guyanese

Two twin Glocks
Siamese
Up that
Gulag-anese

All this time
Grandma praying for me
Grind hard
She planted the seed

b#tch out the trap house
La reev
They playing for keeps
So many bodies

Dropped last week
Momma keep calling praying
It ain’t me
These n#gg#s be fronting

It’s not what it seems
Don’t do it for fun
Do it to be easy
They don’t believe me

I’m a make millions
Close my eyes
See quarter a trillion
Take care of family

I love that feeing
Young false n#gg#
I’m a make that happen
It’s not just rapping

Not with the capping
Learn how to trap
Got it out the backend
Ain’t no handouts

b#tch ain’t asking
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RXKNephew Lyrics – Around Da Way

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Around Da Way