ClicTyt - Around The Way Lyrics

7, 1, 9
Sit back, don't have a heart attack
Only had like one fifth
And fifty shots of yak
Steady lookin for my stack
Yep, a nigga good for that, yep
Proud of me, because I need a smack
Show me where the party at
I could be your medicine,
First you steal my heart
And now you're running with the evidence
I'm always single, love to mingle
Why you by yourself
Takes two to tango
Some guys are insane though
Have you in a strangle
Don't listen to the niggas
That be promising rainbows
Their life is so shameful
They need to be canceled
Don't dance around the situation
Like Terry Randall
Light up a candle, if you get your mouth full
Just kidding, unless you're really down with it
Come on baby, just pass them digits
Let's take it back, you hide, I'll get it
Three shots of Patron to the dome
Change the tone
Turned off her cellular phone
She ain't home
Took out my keys
Louis, she's driving
Cruising down Fowler Boulevard
Straight flying
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
What we do
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
Around the way, ClicTyt
Texas boy, Texas swag
Texas holding on to slabs
So I keep that Gatorade
Cause they thirsty where I'm at
Ain't no S on my chest, ho
Cause I ain't saving shit
Just some money, you think it's funny
Hoes, that's why you're lonely
So I'm off to the hood
South side to be exact
Pass my nigga Louis
I'm chasing money, he chasing hoes
I punch the clock cause my nigga done
So I'm on the block stanging
My bitch getting the bag
Bringing home to daddy
Motherf*cker, we ain't playing
The sun's going down
Throw the profit on the bed
I laid back like a king
While I'm getting head
Then I get my 45
Now I'm back in my slab
Gon' keep reeking
Now I'm headed cross town
To get a motherf*ckin sack, man
It's going down
I double up the block
Cause shit is looking funny
Ain't no games being played
When I'm f*cking with my money
Had to tuck the 45, nigga
Just paranoid
Head on a swivel, just another day in the K
This the kind of shit that
Happens every f*cking day
Motherf*ckers better stay
The f*ck out my f*cking way
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
What we do
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
Around the way, ClicTyt
I wake up in the mornin'
Never go for the Folgers
First I grab me a bowl
And fill it up with the doga
Conversations with the clique
Impatient about blowing up
Tell the gang, remain calm and take'n over
Every day is just another one
Closer to the final days
You gotta stay paid
And make move like a tidal wave
Keep the strap close
Can't stay feeling some kind of way
Plus my shit isn't capping
I ain't up for no child's play
I had to leave the trap
Where I slain dope at
It's all good
I'm moving forward and I can't go back
Don't want no handouts
Or no table scraps
I've been putting in this work
And I ain't go slack
I've never been a lame
Won't entertain no saps
All this squealing in the game
We gotta tame those rats
And I'll keep relaying facts
Until my brain goes black
Hoping the world is engraved
And there ain't no rap
It's like that
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
What we do
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
Around the way, ClicTyt
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
What we do
This the kind of shit that we doing every day
Every single day around the way
Around the way, ClicTyt