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bishop lamont - my way كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i wake up in the morning money on my mind
work in the hood make sure my n-gg-s grind
house on da hill somewhere u can’t find
even when i ain’t around do know the cities mine
there’s no way they can stop the movement
i keep sh-t flowing like the watches movement
i used to just rhyme for the blocks amus-m-nt
now we worldwide hold on stop the music
i break a best down like it was a lawn chair
tell the haters get ready for a long year
we to the islands the weather more calm there
you ain’t got respect or money u don’t belong there
but f-ck that tho, cause that ain’t never meant nothing
they don’t care u got it they wanna see u spend
something
you say u a baller show u a baller
n-gg-s talking be the same ones can’t show u a dollar
but uh

[hook]
somehow someway still living life
looking over my shoulder everyday
but i’m getting to the money every step of the way
and no matter what they told you believe me
i did it my way

[verse 2]
hood n-gg- to the death won’t nothing change
in my jordan shoebox a buck n change
left the game covered in blood sweat and tears an these
record execs be showing they fangs
they rather see a n-gg- sign a 360 then run his own
business
i become a witness why i think we still op to do this
independent
but couldn’t tell buy the jewels i threw up in the
pendant
them sh-ts major, n-gg-s mad cause the bezel so wet
tell ya jeweler to upgrade ya
yeah see i paid the cost to be the boss
around real paper it’s hard for u to floss
unless ya cl-ssy, goods manners took me where the money
couldn’t
was dead broke and ashy, now i’m just young fly and
flashy
these n-gg-s was hoping thy this money get p-ss me

[hook]
somehow someway still living life
looking over my shoulder everyday
but i’m getting to the money every step of the way
and no matter what they told you believe me
i did it my way

[verse 3]
if i had to do it over again i wouldn’t change a thang
be the same ol n-gg-/blowing my sour in a well rolled
swisha
filling my gl-ss up with that top shelf liquor
who’d ever figure that bo bet flow so sick he make the
ink from the pen flow thicker
this ain’t nothing but a hustler’s tale
yeah i’m real deep in thought after a couple a l’s
blunt smoke from the roach clip under my nails
and when them things touch down it’s too much for a
scale
get em to the corner brick a piece kapeesh
lil food for thought these n-gg-s missed the feast now
we got chubby and moved to miami
b-tches wanna ride the car like eye candy
keep moving on to bigger and better things
see u at the top yeah everything is everything

[hook]
somehow someway still living life
looking over my shoulder everyday
but i’m getting to the money every step of the way
and no matter what they told you believe me
i did it my way

- bishop lamont

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