[Intro]
Splurgeboys
[Verse 1]
S-s-still eat wings over here no vegan
You're not fly your names not Peter
Keep your minks, I’ll rock my Fila (Whoosh)
Nigga sounding like new freezer
Strong-minded, lift weights with my brain bro
You and I never getting the same love
I do what I want for my sanity
You do what they want like a slave son
Oh not nice, Flo never got knocked out
'Cause I show love more time
What housewife?
Draw what girl?
Please, you can't even cross this line
All this vibe?
I just wanna take more flights
Always been the hopeful type
Spoke to myself and my sound this bright
Building my future it looks so nice
Hate when you wanna come and tell two lies
And you keep swearing on your life
Dare you to swear down one more time
Hmmm, young nigga you might die
Air that when you callin’ my number
My G's come round like I'm holdin' a slumber
Go hard for myself and the others
Give more to my side and the other side
Spoke your shit when I rocked my style
All in Vogue & I still rep South
In Moscow bet I still look South
Took a gap year out to figure this out
So much hype on your Instagram
But it's not the same on your bank account
You're not bad, you're a fucking scam
Only met them once now you call them gang
[Chorus]
Way too live
Come join this side, I'm on nine lives
Way too live
Can’t come back
Way too live
Press that gas, way too hard
I’m way too live
No I.D. cannot come this side
'Cause it’s way to hype
Way too hype
Come join this side, I'm on nine lives
Way too amped, I'm on cloud nine
I can't come back
Way too mad
I press that gas, way too hard
I’m way too live
No I.D., cannot come this side
'Cause it's way too hype
[Verse 2]
Made a brand
Piper Flo came in with the Charm
Not every day get Flo on Bars
But they want that
So I gotta show my stance
Up & bounce, if it's not my set up
Turn music to my bread and butter
Now I get calls from here and Holland
You don't have shit to offer, don't bother
Only break bread with sis and brothers
Same old vibes when I bop thru
Braids come down to my shoulder
Patterned up nice
Can't rely on an older
I'm surfing waves
Can't surf on a sofa
Earned my stripes
Young tiger here
Marcus Rashford with the leg
Bop thru still gotta watch my step
Any time zone bet you I'll smash my set
You're a big man
I don't see big threat
Don't watch face
Now I save me stress
You want cheques
Wouldn't take these steps
When I hit West
Then I come back South, fresh
Bell speech
Then I gotta go South West
Showed me the real had to hold my chest
'Cause it's way too live
And it's way too mad
Yeah I can't come down
If I'm way too high
[Chorus]
Way too live
Come join this side, I'm on nine lives
Way too amped
Can't come back
Way too live
Press that gas, way too hard
I'm way to live
No I.D. cannot come this side
'Cause it's way to hype
Way too hype
Come join this side, I'm on nine lives
Way too amped, I'm on cloud nine
I can't come back
Way too mad
I press that gas, way too hard
I'm way too live
No I.D., cannot come this side
'Cause it's way too hype
[Outro]
Splurgeboys
WAY2 was written by Tyrone Fagan & Tyler Fagan & FLOHIO.
WAY2 was produced by Splurgeboys.