Right of Way

[Hook: Lackhoney]
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way, right-of-way, right-of-way, ay
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way
But don't be mad if I don't call

[Verse 1: Lackhoney]
All the shit that I been stressing 'bout dumb as fuck
Look at some others and see what they got goin on
Feelin like I’m ain't moving fast enough, a chump
Like imma squat for 6 months and then beat The Rock
Forget every time my pen touch pad it’s a bop
They don’t know what box to put me in said it’s pop but the bars been on Pac with a little bit of guap that I saved just to shop
I put the studio up in my house and I made that shit sing
Expectations really stupid as hell
Do my best work really just as myself
Been in the gym every mornin for health
Brown boys in the gym we gettin sexy this year
Facts
I just been noticing y’all are pretending
I just skipped a party to make this little song word to Beep with the fender
I shine through the grind like a dumbbell, bitch
Ain’t shit funny this ain’t no Seinfeld
Fee-fi-fo big stomp yell
Y’all talk a lot most time it’s not felt
Eh, I just been leveled on up
I don't got time for that shit
I just been leveled on up
Don't got no time for that bitch

[Hook: Lackhoney]
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way, right-of-way, right-of-way, ay
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way
But don't be mad if I don't call

[Verse 2: Haseeb]
And I ain't really trippin' we'll be gone any day
And lately I been slippin' feel my fall from the grace
Staring at my phone hope she call me today
Cause lately all these thirsty women all in my face
Hop in the booth
I'm in my bag
Speaking my truth
Rollin' my zag
I been on tour
I been at work
Saving my bread
Keep it in stacks
My nephew born symbolic with the growth
Bench press reps feel brolic with the bros
Ten years strong been solid with the flows
See been dope like powder in the nose
Bless you, sneeze like from the pilot when it blows
Rappin' ass rapper I ain't wilin' with these hoes
Found me a girl, now life is different
Now I been prayin' for a wife and children
Reach for the sky like the Eiffel building
Shoot my shot with the rifle filling
Click, Clack, Skrr
That's stick talk
Everyday I'm hustling Rick Ross
No pish posh, I been pissed off
Cooking in the kitchen no dish-wash
Imma take the heat no Chris Bosh
Remain spice, hit 'em with the fish sauce

[Hook: Lackhoney]
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way, right-of-way, right-of-way, ay
Every time they switch the side, take your turn
It's your right-of-way
But don't be mad if I don't call

[Post-Hook: Lackhoney]
Ooh, God, gave me two
I land on my two
Ooh, God, gave me two
I land on my two
Ooh, God, gave me two
I land on my two
Ooh, God, gave me two
I land on my two

[Outro: Lackhoney]
So I'm back on my two...