My Own Way

Bank accounts, big cars

Living good like a movie star

My mama house ain't in the hood no more

I moved her out to Saint Louis Opispo

But it's a trip tough cause I'm a 20 Crip though

I gotta lay low, my homies wanna do low

I got two strikes and I'm gonna get my third

These niggas snitching on me

They think I'm selling birds

So when I'm in the streets

I'm quick on my feet

See talk is cheap so I stay quick on my heat

You niggers bad, well Dogg is badder

"Rat-a-tat!", make you niggas scatter

I was once shot, your boy want me now

Went to the station that, nigga straight point me out

So I'mma lay away and spray away

At this time I think it's best to just stay away

They say I am a fool

Cause I like to do my things my own way

I gotta couple strikes against me

One more and I am on my way

I ain't got time to hang around

In the hood like I was used to do

I gotta get my bread, keep my head

It's either go to jail or get this money instead

Separate, elevate

Concentrate, dominate, innovate

Try to be the flyest me

And every other homie tell a lie to me

I need a deal, I need some stones

I need some beats, Dogg, I need a loan

Help me out, throw me some cash

If I got it, you got it

You ain't got to ask

But on the real - or is it lately?

A lot of homies tried to implicate me

They say I changed; is it the fame?

If I throw it to you then charge it to the game

Money fold: overload

In the hood another episode

Man I'm getting old, the game cold

I'm from the hood, but that ain't how I roll

They say I am a fool

Cause I like to do my things my own way

I gotta couple strikes against me

One more and I am on my way

I ain't got time to hang around

In the hood like I was used to do

I gotta get my bread, keep my head

It's either go to jail or get this money instead