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In the Way Video (MV)




Performed By: Blackmikemo
Language: English
Length: 4:05
Written by: Maliek Washington, Michael Morris




Blackmikemo - In the Way Lyrics
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Yeah
Check one
It's leck one
Uh huh
Now look all ya'll in the way
Parked on the interstate
We play for bigger stakes
And do this for dinner plates
Rep for the fam first and stand for the standards
If everybody play their f*cking part
Then the plan works
Persist till it pays off
Never take a day off
Yo I got to stack up dough I know what the game cost
I got mouths to feed and they hungry
So I put it on the line like laundry nigga air it out
Never know my whereabouts
Forever on the far end
I know every route of the streets like a garmin
I keep it on pace I'm will with a stone face
I like it grimey like I slid into home base
Now check me on my pivot man
Trying to get them dividends
I never stop I keep on kicking like the river dance
And ask my niggas when it comes to that hardcore
Gat in the car door who you gone call for
They in the way
Them niggas keep on talking they moving they in the way uh
They in the way
Uh
Uh
4Bros waddup
All ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way
100 on the interstate
Reefer in my lungs
That hennessy make my liver ache
If I ever get a break
Couple seconds give or take
Kicking bitches out the door first that ain't chivalry
Niggas see me and they get to shaking and they shivering
But when I see them I see many mo's but they mini me
Leck on the instrumental this beat's the epitome
Of dominating reality using the greatest energy
You in the way
Like all these white boys with braids you should be sprayed
Like youngins who really want something you should behave
You say you got that joint but that joint is probably sprained
You didn't properly train to f*ck with the drug gang
Got everybody hooked but not touching the drug game
But no discussion because the public they love names
They love mo O rojo and they love fame
But so many others for your addiction that you could blame
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Yeah
Check one
It's leck one
Uh huh
Now look all ya'll in the way
Parked on the interstate
We play for bigger stakes
And do this for dinner plates
Rep for the fam first and stand for the standards
If everybody play their f*cking part
Then the plan works
Persist till it pays off
Never take a day off
Yo I got to stack up dough I know what the game cost
I got mouths to feed and they hungry
So I put it on the line like laundry nigga air it out
Never know my whereabouts
Forever on the far end
I know every route of the streets like a garmin
I keep it on pace I'm will with a stone face
I like it grimey like I slid into home base
Now check me on my pivot man
Trying to get them dividends
I never stop I keep on kicking like the river dance
And ask my niggas when it comes to that hardcore
Gat in the car door who you gone call for
They in the way
Them niggas keep on talking they moving they in the way uh
They in the way
Uh
Uh
4Bros waddup
All ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way uh
I said all ya'll in the way
100 on the interstate
Reefer in my lungs
That hennessy make my liver ache
If I ever get a break
Couple seconds give or take
Kicking bitches out the door first that ain't chivalry
Niggas see me and they get to shaking and they shivering
But when I see them I see many mo's but they mini me
Leck on the instrumental this beat's the epitome
Of dominating reality using the greatest energy
You in the way
Like all these white boys with braids you should be sprayed
Like youngins who really want something you should behave
You say you got that joint but that joint is probably sprained
You didn't properly train to f*ck with the drug gang
Got everybody hooked but not touching the drug game
But no discussion because the public they love names
They love mo O rojo and they love fame
But so many others for your addiction that you could blame
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Writer: Maliek Washington, Michael Morris
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