Ivan Montana - On my way (Freestyle) Lyrics

On my way to the top these niggas still hate hating
That I'm getting too paid these niggas too fake
Like I said before these niggas out here really be two faced
Watch before you cross because these niggas coming two ways
Dropping bangers I got the rap game locked up in submission
Cannot talk right now I'm too busy baby I'm on a mission

Take a sip out the bottle put my foot down all up on the throttle
Swimming in the deep end while you swimming in the shallows
I'm getting cheese I add to my nachos niggas too fragile
break him like some tacos nigga I'm too talented spitting off the top bro
Niggas turn to demons so I fill them up with hallows listen

I'm balling like Isaiah Thomas back when he was in Boston
I'm sorry baby but your nothing nothing but an option
The way you top me off made me pull up take you shopping
Loui Gucci or Fendi baby you got some options pop a bottle
Get to sipping fuck the smith pass the wesson
Baby come here you match my preference kick my feet up

And count my blessings Bad bitch she's a model fuck a model
I need mulatto big bank like I won the lotto Feel like he lord call me Pablo
I'm on my way way way way way way way way
Fuck out my face face face face face face face face yeah yeah yeah
I'm on a different page every chapter I've been through
Included the pain niggas really pussy won't say it to my face
Niggas ain't gonna do nothing they watching from my page
These bitches won't understand the pain I've been through

Talking bout let me help what the fuck is you gon do
Balling like a starter I need me a ranada feeling savage
So I go ahead and fuck his daughter I'm a real fighter
I really give out these concussions fuck about the talking
Skip it all my chopper busting my baby want the Prada for you
I'm going harder stacking up my bread I share it all with my brothers

Throat baby Shawty wanna fuck so I pass her to my team
I don't need your money boy I shoot his ass for free
Only thing I'm sipping in this cup is purple lean
My guns are hot they all come with a beam
Rip to my brothers in that casket
Praying everyday ​I wish that shit done

Never happened 30 should be on my back the way
I'm scoring baskets her body fake she done filled it
With all the plastic she done filled it with the plastic
Ivan is that Gucci she can tell by the fabric
I keep my day ones close we always pistol packing
Uh yeah we always pistol packing