My Own Way

(albüm: Get Rich Or Die Ryan - 2021)

[Spose:]
I'm still rapping for my money, I don't got no boss above me
Run it, I guess that I always done it (My own way)
I've never been a bitch when it comes to taking risks
How else could this shit exist? I did it (My own way)
I step back in reflection, that's a solo intervention
I won't hinder my progression, I'm not in (My own way)
Preposterously dank, [?] we all got lost off bank
I just gotta give me thanks, I did it all (My own)

I lost a label deal, I could've went and folded my chair
Packed it up and then checked it off the list, but hold it right there
'cause they got this vision of me sitting, crown of gold in my hair
I never threw a tantrum, I just wrote a hundred anthems
Sounds like Bryan Cranston, I could teach you plus I'm cooking up
I was smiling at 'em back when everyone was looking tough
I bent the metal before the cookies cut
I became this published author, dad and rhymer, app designer, look him up
I always came from a different lane
Still a trailblazer, I feel like I'm Dame with a different game
Only well known name who spit in Maine
I used to push the M-O-P at movie theater, got a little fame
My parents screaming, I was dreaming of a tour bus
Was making beats up in my bedroom with the door shut
I did the work, I paid my dues, then I [?]
Joey trimmed my hair but I never took a shortcut
I'm not the same as them and that rewarded him
The things that made me alien have made the cash accordion
Banks told 50, 50 told Yay and then
I learned everything I'm not made me everything I am

I'm still rapping for my money, I don't got no boss above me
Run it, I guess that I always done it (My own way)
I've never been a bitch when it comes to taking risks
How else could this shit exist? I did it (My own way)
I step back in reflection, that's a solo intervention
I won't hinder my progression, I'm not in (My own way)
Preposterously dank, [?] we all got lost off bank
I just gotta give me thanks, I did it all (My own)

[Jay Caron:]
I've never put my hands out to get a hand-out
Anything I've done, I took the independent man route
Hustled on the side to gain experience and branch out
Never really fit in anything I do, just stands out
There's no doubt about it, 'cause living free
And making your own decisions 'bout your vision is a narcotic
A byproduct of working hard and being driven
If you without it, then how will you really live and see?
Nothing was give to me, if it was, I never asked it for it
Been in the game for 20+, the knowledge gained, I'm passing it
I'm passionate, built to go the distance, got the stamina
This triple threat been getting cash and checks without a manager
Uhn, shout out to Canada, and other foreign lands
Ask anyone who knows me and they'll tell you I'm the fucking man
Will never show my hand, I never fold but I be calling bluffs
No telling what my future holds, I'm in control and that's enough

[Spose:]
I'm still rapping for my money, I don't got no boss above me
Run it, I guess that I always done it (My own way)
I've never been a bitch when it comes to taking risks
How else could this shit exist? I did it (My own way)
I step back in reflection, that's a solo intervention
I won't hinder my progression, I'm not in (My own way)
And somehow, the kids survived
I'll get rich or die on (My own)

[Bensbeendead.:]
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
This is how I say
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
I get out of my own way
This is how I say (Goodbye)