My Way

(albüm: Bawskee - 2018)

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, aye (uh)
Yeah, aye (uh)
Yeah
Yeah, aye

Shit been going my way, I got three cars in my driveway, driveway
Cost like five hunnid' thousand dollas', I ball all day
This is some Gucci, this not Prada, but I'm wet all day (aye)
You cannot ball, I took your ball, come get your ball back
Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this
Boy, I am a real trap star, no you cannot cook like this

I got niggas shooting for me, if you die, boy, I'm not sorry
I got nine lives like a cat, If he shoot me, I just get back up
Bust at him, make him call backup (boom, boom)
If they show up, choppa throw up
On they body, with these hot ass thunder bullets, feel like fire on your skin
I win, I won boy, I'm that nigga, bitch, I'm rich
And boy, It's really nothing for me to come take your bitch
I just might slap through me, and my crew might take your shit, aye
BAW$KEE on my t-shirt, then got sketchers on my kicks (aye)

Shit been going my way, I got three cars in my driveway, driveway
Cost like five hunnid' thousand dollas', I ball all day
This is some Gucci, this not Prada, but I'm wet all day (aye)
You cannot ball, I took your ball, come get your ball back
Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this
Boy, I am a real trap star, no you cannot cook like this
Boy, I am a real rockstar, that's why I look like this
Boy, I am a real trap star, no you cannot cook like this