Havin My Way (feat. Vince Staples)

Текст песни Joey Fatts - Havin My Way (feat. Vince Staples)

Havin' my way with it
Don't wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind, 'cause I have faith in it
When it's your time, nigga don't play with it
'Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it

I was facing time up in state prison
Put a payed lawyer on the case, chillin'
Niggas wonder why I'm out the way
'Cause I learned that niggas ain't as solid as they say, nigga
God, I broke in a rage with her
Baby on the way, no baby sitter, ay
My nigga let me paint this picture, uh

I made a living off hard, ay
My momma made me a star, uh
My bitch could of been a DeBarge, uh
On the block I'm the head Loc in charge
No nigga ever pulled my card
My bitch gon' play her part
My Locs gon' shoot, on God
Hit the pen, raise hell in the pod

New condo came with fob
New four-o came with a stick
Instead of being on they job, these niggas on my dick
On 56th with the squad, try slide and get chipped
Try to run down and get flipped
Nigga, that's on 90 Crip

Havin' my way with it
Don't wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind,' cause I have faith in it
When it's your time, nigga don't play with it
'Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it

Yeah
Niggas gotta lay in that muhfucker
On the dead homies
I done put every homie we had in the
Ground since I been from the set, on 2N

Keep on whackin' out your set, he's a fan
My lil' homegirls have berettas, not barrettes
Rubber bands on my money
I don't trust the government, Uncle Sam looking for me
If I pulled it off the hip, I'ma blam, don't be on me
On the 'Gram, visit the homie in the pen, him don't owe me
Tryna dodge the feds, hollow heads in the forty
All about the bread, check to check wasn't for me
Got put down even though they said the set wasn't for me

I done shot some niggas that I can't forget, they still haunt me
I can't sleep until the sun is up, think I hear them runnin' up
Hope my friends alive by the time that my money up
Every time the summer come, I'm burying another one

Havin' my way with it
Don't wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind,'cause I have faith in it
When it's your time, nigga don't play with it
'Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it