Your Ways

[Intro]
(It's up) Oh yeah, yeah
(It's up) Yeah, yeah (Yo, give me a funky-ass baseline!)
Yeah, let's get it (Tell Esha make 'em beats)
Yeah, uh, yeah, let's go
Yeah, uh, let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's get it
Yeah, yeah, let's go

[Chorus]
It's really up, but I stay low, keep my windows tinted up
'Bout to cop an SRT and turn it to a billy truck
Made it out the trenches, I still wonder why they envy us
They say I do the most, but I still feel like I ain't did enough
Okay, took the track out of the way like an old J
No way, I ain't tryna listen to what you say
Okay, I'm so street, when they cross they look both ways
I say, I know your ways is nothin' like my ways

[Verse 1]
I've been turnt up way too long, don't tell me calm down
Vegan on me when I'm gone, don't try to run now
We ain't beefin' through no phone, my dawgs bloodhounds
And I think it's in my genes how I'm addicted to that gun sound
I bossed up (I bossed up)
They have no idea how much it cost us
I don't know nothin' if it ain't about us
So scarred I'm damaged, they still tryna out us
I can't let 'em out us (Let's go)

[Chorus]
It's really up, but I stay low, keep my windows tinted up
'Bout to cop an SRT and turn it to a billy truck
Made it out the trenches, I still wonder why they envy us
They say I do the most, but I still feel like I ain't did enough
Okay, took the track out of the way like an old J
No way, I ain't tryna listen to what you say
Okay, I'm so street, when they cross they look both ways
I say, I know your ways is nothin' like my ways

[Verse 2]
Turn it up one more time, I just go in, all my dawgs on spin
I've been on that block but I graduated, now I'm tryna win
Take off, never took off, I work hard, I know it never ends
Alltime me, and that's on all my children and my closest kin
They gon' see you workin', elevatin', that's on daps and hooks
Helpin' you to help themselves, some gifts don't always come from love
Southside baby or wise man, so I throw up the dub
I was raised up in the boot, where they shoot right out the club

[Interlude]
I bossed up (I bossed, I bossed up, ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

[Chorus]
It's really up, but I stay low, keep my windows tinted up
'Bout to cop an SRT and turn it to a billy truck
Made it out the trenches, I still wonder why they envy us
They say I do the most, but I still feel like I ain't did enough
Okay, took the track out of the way like an old J
No way, I ain't tryna listen to what you say
Okay, I'm so street, when they cross they look both ways
I say, I know your ways is nothin' like my ways