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The Circle Entertainment - Long Way (Lyrics)

(Welcome to workshop)
(The Circle)
Let's go (MIA JAY C)

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The Circle Entertainment - Long Way (Lyrics)

(Welcome to workshop)
(The Circle)
Let's go (MIA JAY C)

I had to get up out my feelings, fuck these hoes, where the bag at?
Was fucked up, couldn't even send the bitch a Cash App
Still fuckin' bad hoes, damn, how I crash that?
It's time to go, ask this bitch where my mag at?
Phone slappin', I gotta get back to the trap
Know it's money over pussy, hoes hate the way I act
I'm ambitious, bitch, how you ain't know that?
Cutthroat, been a super gremlin, bitch, I feel like Yak
Got a pistol in my pocket, play with me'll get you threw at


Naw for real, gang get your ass blew back
I'm right back to it, I have to pick up where I left it at
Even though it's hot around this bitch, who hit the thermostat?

It feel good, don't it? When you run it up
Found a route and got to turnin' up
Bitch, we got this shit up out the mud, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way
You don't work if you don't eat, bitch, you ain't earn nothin'
Took a gamble with my life, that's when I turnt up
Bitch, I remember I was down, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way

Ayy, rich nigga, I got like twenty in my pocket now


I put the hundreds up, I'm spendin' twenties like they out of style
Man, thirty bitches in one crib, I hit ten, it's just me and Miles
Beef with me and I'm gon' box your ass up, better throw in the towel
Out of town, I'm with my rich bitch, she spendin' money on me
I keep it player with these hoes, you stressin' out, your name Jody, yeah
Man, he was thinkin' with his dick, so we shredded him for his Rollie
My bad hoes went to Oak Park, my ratchet bitches went to Cody
I got some money I ain't spend yet, this shit brand new
She gave me neck, man, it was cool, I fucked her friend too
She probably play that role with you like I'm a random dude
Nigga, I fucked her at your crib and bust a nut right on your favorite shoes

It feel good, don't it? When you run it up
Found a route and got to turnin' up


Bitch, we got this shit up out the mud, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way
You don't work if you don't eat, bitch, you ain't earn nothin'
Took a gamble with my life, that's when I turnt up
Bitch, I remember I was down, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way (The Circle)

I'll put a bag on your head, keep playin', nigga, no fakin'
Devin Booker with the blicker, shoot it 'til I'm up the ranking
It's on the floor, that Deagle'll leave a nigga plankin'
I need help, naw for real, 'cause I'll get to blankin'
Ten hoes and it's only me, they all tryna fuck
Snatch it out the ground, this what happen when you run it up
Fuck the hoes off my own song, they like, "Turn it up"


Package through that mail, ain't no way that I can fuck this up
Take it slow, hit the brakes, we comin' up the ramp (Slow down)
Behind tint, but this Cuban lit up like a lamp
Fuck this money, I'll blow it all on the camp
And fuck your shooters, got me feelin' like I'm Ja Morant, bitch

It feel good, don't it? When you run it up
Found a route and got to turnin' up
Bitch, we got this shit up out the mud, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way
You don't work if you don't eat, bitch, you ain't earn nothin'
Took a gamble with my life, that's when I turnt up
Bitch, I remember I was down, we came a long way
They don't know we came a long, long way



And fuck your shooters, got me feelin' like I'm Ja Morant
And fuck your shooters, got me feelin' like I'm Ja Morant
They don't know we came a long, long way, oh