This Way - K.A.A.N., Bleverly Hills

Told you 'bout a hunnid times

I don’t wanna go less the money right

My Macbook Pro got a hunnid lines

I’ma let go, put the money aside

And I’ma stick with it, like glue

I don’t like bitches like you, ooh

I don’t play the victim like you

I don’t like to get in this mood, ooh

Why am I feeling so cool?

I don’t even rap like that

I could make a rack off rap

I’ma make it stack like that

I could make a beat bounce

Got the heat now

Make your feet pound

Make her break her back off tracks

What’s it gon' be now?

Gotta feed now

Gotta eat now

We could cook it up like that

Gotta look me up right fast

Make a couple bucks off that, b-bucks off that

My flow go round and round

Look so dope 'round the town

No broke shit out ya mouth

No pro tips out ya mouth

I’ma go get mine, don’t hold me down

Don’t hold me down

Don’t hold me down

No pro tips out ya mouth

I’ma go get mine, don’t hold me down

I’m rolling out

I said I used to dream about this all day, all day

I said I usually can’t avoid it no way, no way

I said I used to choose to like my way, my way

I can’t complain, see I been like this always, always

All my life

I been this way

All my life

I been this way

All my life

I been this way, ay

I been this way, ay

I been this way, ay

Fuck the games that they all play

Blev made the beat, it’s like an entree

Create Aftermath just like Andre

We sound

This shit foul, mayne

I, run it like a triangle

Offensive, been offended by the fallacies

I, gotta call it like I see it

These irrelevant guys

Disappeared within a matter of minutes

They wasn’t rapping at all

Now take it back to the drawing board

We start from day one

I’m Mr. Drummond, sonning, you niggas my stepsons

If you really got an issue, I suggest you do some

I been working on my own, and you was never get none

Change your image to a trapper with a big gun

Went from Maryland to California

Never took a day off

But wait, it was worth it

Working to find me a purpose

Alert and lurking

I’m looking for opportunity, lawd

I don’t do the shuck and jive shit

Arrived to the realization that everything ain’t even really what it seems

People really die for materialistic dreams

I swear I never judge but that’s not what the fuck I need

I need to own a home before the age of 33

I need to get my credit score high

Not influenced by these liars

In reality, they functioning junkies

The only thing they stood for was some muhfuckin' money

Only people that they helped are the ones that they know

Man this game full of hoes, and I hate this shit

Seen it with my own eyes and it’s damaging

3−0s in a week just to manage shit

I feel alone, don’t nobody understand the kid

Isolated, got me back up on my manic shit

Screaming like I’m Makeveli, fuck the world my nigga

Gotta give 'em what they want and dumb it down to get yours

But these people are fuckers and I can tell you now

I don’t mean to be vulgar but this is simple fact

That sex and violence sells, yes you will excel

If you forget your marbles and lose yourself

That sex and violence sells, yes you will excel

If you forget your marbles and lose yourself

Sex and violence sells, yes you will excel

If you forget your marbles and lose yourself, lawd

I said I used to dream about this all day, all day

I said I usually can’t avoid it no way, no way

I said I used to choose to like my way, my way

I can’t complain, see I been like this always, always

All my life

I been this way

All my life

I been this way

All my life

I been this way, ay

I been this way, ay

I been this way, ay