On My Way Show (Ft. Fat Joe & Party Arty)

[Hook x4]
I'm on my way

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Niggas call me the coldest dude that ever done it
I'm like "yeah, homie, oh, that's cool" but nigga run it
I got sons 45 years old that's gonna pay me
Cause all my niggas drive and know we provide safety
And we kill all rats, you heard that
Motherfuckers know we [?] cause we kill all rats
I spit songs when I get on the mic cause I breathe on
Niggas, give em a chill, leave em dead on sight
Non-niggas, you ain't gangsta, you Knockaround Guys
Show a little hard, now you knockin on [?]
Cmon, lil niggas, knock it off with the lies
And all the Bronx tells you ain't nevеr do a sale
I tried to put you on how to make you a Crip
But y'all wanna bе bigheaded...
And Joe keeps cakin now, wait, disappear
And my aim is impeccable, the killa never miss
What?

[Hook x4]

[Fat Joe over hook]
Yeah, nigga, ain't a thing changes
Fat Gangsta, nigga
Bitch, ya face get smacked the fuck up
That's how we do, nigga, ain't nothin changed
This is what we do