Lyrics My Way - Iman Shumpert

My Way - Iman Shumpert
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In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:23.10.2016
Song language:English
Age restrictions: 18+

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My Way
This wine ain’t so nice, this cuban burn so slow
I’m shake your hands like i’m on the block but lemme tell you something I know
I know my story ain’t over, I got a lot of problems on mute, there’s plenty
flames in my heart though, I ain’t nothin' like you
I got a past I was livin' fast, I done packed her bags even though she bad
I got too much pride I don’t miss her ass, I got too much pride I don’t miss
her ass
I’m cold hearted, I keep my soul guarded
I had my wounds salted and my back stabbed on a full wallet
But I got it and it still ain’t enough, my mind too bad to not let it all in
I still feel like a kid growin' up
Everything and what it seem I just focus on the cream and I got it and still
ain’t enough, my heart too big not to know how to give what I did and it still
ain’t enough
Everything and what it seem when you probably live a dream
I wish you went my way all the time
But that ain’t realistic the only thing you could bet on is keeping your head
on don’t matter what the burden we grind
Four brothers no sisters one father one mother
No tolerance for mediocre
House full of know it alls, blue collar lifestyle man i’m full of gold trophies
Pressure bursts pipes but I ain’t no pipe, i’m the type to pick up and carry on
Carry on like a bag you don’t wanna loose my nigga, I been doing this for scary
long
Hard to speak with a lump in your throat, don’t trust everybody with your
thought
Can’t wait for the perfect opportunity if you don’t get it now, gotta take it
as a loss
I had to learn that the hard way, you got it all, that’s what they all say
I used to wash my hands every time I got to class 'cause i’d dribble dirty
rocks in the hallway
So CDs instead of trees I would do anything that wouldn’t lead to me sitting in
a cell
I was getting money like them drug dealers bootleggin' all the work starvin all
this trying to sell
All I knew was entrepreneurship but I ship my parents said I can’t get
All I knew was entrepreneurship I wish the kicks that I bought still fit
I wish you went my way all the time
But that ain’t realistic the only thing you could bet on is keeping your head
on don’t matter what the burden we grind
Now I say we grind my nigga
All the times you couldn’t shine my nigga
All them nights of cryin' my nigga
We gots to stay on the grind my nigga my nigga my nigga
My way
I wish you went my way all the time
Now I say we grind my nigga
For all the times we couldn’t shine my nigga
All them times I was cryin' my nigga
We gots to stay on the grind my nigga my nigga my nigga
My way
I wish you went my way all the time

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