Rapped My Way Songtext

Taking chances, I use to get nauseous
Just so I can leave the jewelry store with something flawless
Just bounce back from a major lost
Now I’m back picking up and dropping paper off
The hustles in my city showed me the way to floss
I’m tryna be lowkey
You know how neighbors lost
They like “That boy right there selling dope
Cause the cars pulling up then they go
Plus he got that nice car with them rims
And he got that fur coat with the Carti and the Timbs”
I’m tryna get paid, but I’m ready for a raise
Got damn the shit nigga do for a chain
Drove moms insane
All them days selling cane
Glade my lifestyle changed
I had to rap my way up out the game

Rapped my way up out the game (Rapped my way up out the game)
Rapped my way up out the game Rapped my way up out the game (rapped my way up out the game)
Back in the day I had that thang
Rapped my way up out the game

I got foreign car dreams
And triple beam stings
I gotta stay woke so I don’t do lean
I don’t pop pills, I pop champagne
I didn’t sell dreams, I sold cocaine
And a little wall, abs some weed on the side
While niggas out partying, we on the grind
Back in the days I was known for keeping them dimes
Till I quietly moved away where I thought it would be fine
But mo money, mo problems
Mo weight, mo hate
365 grind
No dates, causes no break time
Gone beat these rappers with a clean slate
Cause this was my real life, ain’t one part fake
Back when I had in Whitelyn, they heard I got indicted
Asking where the grand, like they got excited
The bigger the weight, the bigger the charge
Get hit with the rico and see who really yo dawg

I guaranteed everything you heard about was [?]
Went from getting money in the streets to being independent
He kept getting money
OG Fenkell P
Strathmoor
BYLUG bitch

Rapped my way up out the game (Rapped my way up out the game)
Rapped my way up out the game
Rapped my way up out the game (rapped my way up out the game)
Back in the day I had that thang
Rapped my way up out the game