Lyrics Longway - Cell the Great feat. Taye Shortz

Cell the great
Taye Shortz
Jay money ENT

I came a long way
Ten toes down
Cut niggas off
It's been a long day
Fault all my fears took all these Ls
I had to change lanes
Just tell my bitch be patient we Gone change the damn game
And I pray I make it so my son can Have it all man
Cuz it ain't no telling when niggas Might switch
They hop on your wave get to Surfing that bitch
Niggas ain't front me no pack
Didn't give me no zip
See I put in time
All of this grinding
Straight out of the mud
Just like some old kicks yea

See all this Niggas be claiming they Fucking with you
But when all that money
Start piling up
People start watching they plotting
They trying to kill you
Had to switch my whole team up
Caught some bodies with Nena
She a never trade on a Nigga
Loyal from the start of keeper
Couple racks in my jeans
Bussing straight out the seams
And this hoes ain't robbers
But I keep it tuck on my waist like A beeper
Try to tell these niggas I'm the Reaper
Couple chain around a nigga neck Froze then a bitch
I'm a walking freezer
Pull up in a peanut butter coupe
Jelly seat blowing out the roof
Eyes low sipping on some goose
Baby mother say she in the mood
Niggas steady hating I got proof
Niggas said they help me I'm Confuse
Mama told me never play to lose
When in doubt you got to bend the Rules
See I was just grinding all of my Slimes to get to the money
And it's perfect timing
I'm steady climbing
Finessing the hustle
Drop all that weight told my Baby mother
To run up some Numbers and we Broke the bank
And went to the mall and fucked Up some commas

I'm doing numbers
I came a long way
I use to be hungry
Working them long days
A nigga was lonely
But I flip that switch
Got in the the grind
Now I'm living Hood rich
Where my friend claim they had My back
A Nigga had to get it out mud
Was Gone in desert storm they Throwing bomb
Never thought I make out alive
Pussy Niggas got a big surprise
Now a Nigga changing up his rides
So much money thanking God I'm Alive V8 zooming on 85
ATL yea it's our time

I came a long way
Ten toes down cut niggas off
It's been a long day
Fault on my fears took all these Ls I had to change lanes
Just tell my bitch be patient we go
Change the damn game and I pray I make it
So my son can have it all Man cuz It ain't no telling
When Niggas might switch yeah
They hop on your wave get to Surfing that bitch
Niggas ain't front Me no pack Front me no zip see
I put in time all of this grinding
Straight out of the mud
Like some old kicks yeah

Pull up in a peanut butter coupe
Jelly seat blowing out the roof
Blowing out the roof
Blowing out the roof