Be On Yo Way Lyrics

Be On Yo Way lyrics

Nappy Roots feat. Episode

 

 Be On Yo Way

 [Fish Scales] Wassup

 [R. Prophit] yes'sa

 [Fish Scales] You know dat

 [R. Prophit] Nappy Roots and Game Point

 [Fish Scales] Fish Scales and R. Prophit,

 Game Point, Wassup?

 

 [Chours - R. Prophit]

 See I don't care what them people say

 And I blow tress and just grind all day

 See I truley know dat my hustles gone pay

 So you best be on yo wayyyy

 

 [Episode]

 Most times I'm gettin serious, I don't play no games

 You niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flame

 Cause rhymes that I hit cha wit, It'll prolly crack ya frame

 Wether you a city black male, it's all da same

 

 [Fish Scales]

 I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookies

 A white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussy

 Got my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da block

 And dis white girl too, so she ain't stoppin fo da cops

 

 [Chours 1x]

 

 [Fish Scales]

 But once again I gots to lay down da law

 (Yo) Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fall

 Bitch you ain't never seen a Sunbird on some 18's, lookin so clean

 When I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dream

 But now I'm 25 and all I want is bubbled eyes

 Come threw wit a big body wit double tires, it's gettin hard

 I know y'all don't wanna hate me, but it's to hard, I'm good folks

 it's simple, like all my niggas get drinks and get smokes and keep dope

 

 [Episode]

 Outside, niggas with techniques and young preists

 shakin fakin something, life in da beach ain't nuttin sweet

 Concerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beats

 Them scales to alagator, PHD in da street

 G P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cash

 We move make, bend rules and law break

 Ain't no escape, impliment ya plan, make it work

 Cause I'ma stack till my old ass is in da dirt

 

 [Chours 2x]

 

 [R. Prophit]

 I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my life

 Walk past somethin dats dried, crumbled inside

 Tried to be, find somebody believe in dis here

 Most people they fear, black male rap fo real

 I majored dis year, like Damon Waynes on top of his game

 Never leavin da game, it's Prophit boy on top of ya brain

 Fumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunk

 Stumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunks

 Nappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya junts

 No time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo months

 You know me dawg, always gotta keep it raw

 Speakin real life shit off dat alchol

 

 [Chours 2X]

 

 [Talking]

 It's over now

 Hey what up my nigga?

 They talkin bout us man?

 man fuck these hoes

 Burn it down, fo real

 I ain't in dat shit

 Man, fuck them niggas man

 Always

 Underground fo life

 underground forever

 Lets get these niggas

 Game Point

 Nappy