Kanye West My Way
I've lived Yes I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each, and every highway What more, and what's more than this - It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway Shots'll lay you off on your day off, like Friday The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain't snortin' it They just got him up the base line recordin' shit Yeah I've been broke Now I'm good bitch I ain't no Kennedy But I'm hood rich So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto And everybody else, thank you very little I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path I've been beatin', but never brokin' through the darkest past It's sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last Ain't nothin' free from that point, though We needed cash And we need it fast We broker than Ethiopians just tryin' to eat at last Now all the blacks cookin' up, they're almost white 'Cause gettin' green makes 'em tea just we almost white Almost I've lived Yes I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each, and every highway What more, and what's more than this - It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway Niggaz wanna diss K On they're local mix-tapes There they go again, lyin' to consumers Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors Your lil' sloppy with your cockyness ain't ya A little arrogant with all your compares 'Cause as far as the Chi I got the most black sister beginnin' to rap And nah, I ain't mentionin' that Y'all just talk about my dough How I left Chicago How I'm the only one eatin' Shut your pie whole And wanna figure out why I'm gettin' it high though Why? 'Cause you need fire, and I'm a pyro When you prepare, would you copy what I do and say? Only difference between you and me, you were gay Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin's hurt? Nahhhh, he's got titties under his shirt I've lived Yes I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each, and every highway What more, and what's more than this - It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway When you walk straight, niggaz tend to look at you sideways I say, f..ck that dog, I get my own way Niggaz ain't believe me 'till they see me on t.v And seen K freely, gettin' head on the freeway Then passin' up Freeway, just like it's a relay We stay 4 stars, all better 'Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather And we gon' flip Carter, when we could afford better And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial Stay gettin' somethin' off lay-a-way at Marshall's Polo and (Carbesher's), we into them things dogg Back in '96 we was livin' like kings dogg 40 cals or better, tottin' them things dogg So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off I've lived Yes I've lived a life that's full I've traveled each, and every highway What more, and what's more than this - I did it my way
