Way Off - Tom MacDonald

Way off

Way off

Way off

Way way way off

I ain’t into makin' friends

And the time that I spend

By myself gon' pay off

I hope you don’t take offense

If you’re mad about it, then

Y’all should fuck way off

Y’all should fuck way off

Y’all should fuck way off

Y’all should fuck way off

Yeah…

They been fuckin' wit' each other, they ain’t playin' wit' me

Boys that wish that they were brothers ain’t related to me

I’m the mothafuckin' man, they all babies to me

I been faded in some places you need paper to be

I jus' kick 'em out the section like, «Go, go, go!»

I ain’t even stressin' like, «Yo, yo, yo!»

They tryna cause a problem like, «Whoa, whoa, whoa!»

And the homie come an' solve it on the low, low low

I mean, really, they been trippin', they ain’t nothin' to me

How they day-one snitchin', that is somethin' to see

I go back a generation up the family tree

Cut it off at the roots, watch 'em fall like leaves

I just watched a couple strippers take their clothes off

Then they over at my table like, «I know y’all!»

I’m like, «I ain’t even doubt it, I been so raw»

Here’s my number, I’ll ignore it if you hoes call

Yeah…

I’ve been schemin' by myself

'Cuz I don’t need no help

I’ve been chillin' all alone

I’ve been livin' in my zone, yeah

I ain’t into makin' friends

And the time that I spend

By myself gon' pay off

I hope you don’t take offense

If you’re mad about it, then

Y’all should fuck way off

I’m not tryna make amends

If you tryna be a man

Understand and lay off

When I’m layin' down my head

I got money on my mind

And y’all gon' stay off

Way way way way off!

(I said «Way off!»)

Way off wit' the drama, boy!

Way way way way off!

(I said «Way off!»)

I’m your mothafucka, you are just a mama’s boy!

Way way way way off!

(He said «Way off!»)

Way off wit' the drama, boy!

Way way way way off!

I’m your mothafucka, you are just a mama’s boy!

Me, myself, and I, yeah, I don’t fuck wit' the team

If you feel like you can, then it’s not what it seems

I’ll run up in your crib while your family asleep

And you’ll die in real life, you alive in the dream, though

Oh!

I’m the bro, bro, bro

If they talkin' shit, I’ll let 'em die slow, slow, slow

I ain’t tired, but you know I’m on a roll, roll, roll

I’m a diamond and I made it outta coal, coal, coal

I’m in Compton and a homie got a vest on

If you livin' on a prayer, he gon' bless y’all

Put a cross on your chest, then he press y’all

Leave you all over the table like a mess hall

Buncha people in the north tryna fuck up my night

I ain’t goin' back 'n' forth 'cause I know that I’m right

I’ve been out in California and I’m livin' my life

For real, I tried’a warn ya, but I guess it’s alright

I’ve been schemin' by myself

'Cuz I don’t need no help

I’ve been chillin' all alone

I’ve been livin' in my zone, yeah

Ev’ry finger got a ring, though

I’m just tryna do my thing, bro

Smokin' weed in the range rove'

Makin' fun of these lame hoes

I’mma let the phone ring, bro

I’mma try to take a king’s throne

Yo, we are not the same, bro

I’m not in it for the fame, though

I ain’t into makin' friends

And the time that I spend

By myself gon' pay off

I hope you don’t take offense

If you’re mad about it, then

Y’all should fuck way off

I’m not tryna make amends

If you tryna be a man

Understand and lay off

When I’m layin' down my head

I got money on my mind

And y’all gon' stay off

Way way way way off!

(Way off!)

Way off wit' the drama, boy!

Way way way way off!

(Way off!)

I’m your mothafucka, you are just a mama’s boy!

Way way way way off!

(Way off!)

Way off wit' the drama, boy!

Way way way way off!

(Way off!)

I’m your mothafucka, you are just a mama’s boy!

Way way way way off!

(Way off!)

Way way way way off!