Alex Wiley - Own Lane lyrics

Money on the table, money on the floor One for the b**hes, one for the hoes Money on the table, money on the floor One for the b**hes, one for the hoes Man to the side like Michael Got to the friend in the crew who would drive to the high school Don't have a plan or a clue but I might though traffic cause I know Should have joined the army, and picked up a rifle Should have joined my mommy and picked up a bible and a fifth of shottys And joined a cycle f** that I ain't got no time for the bullsh** b**h, f** that Land n***as try to floss it b**h f** that Get known in the world get nice cold n***a f**ing looking like .. go n***a where they rep that, n***a Seats way back listening to Anita Baker Riding by myself smoking weed by the acre Seats way back listening tto Anita Baker Riding by myself smoking weed by the acre (2x ) Money on the table, money on the floor One for the b**hes, one for the hoes Money on the table, money on the floor One for the b**hes, one for the hoes