Текст песни My Way - Groovy Giovanni

Back in the day couldn't get no play
None of these bitches want me
Now it's today and now I got all of these bitches on me
The game done changed I had some homies who were snitching on me
I cut em off and keep it pushing, stack this macaroni
Live life like tony I'm so paranoid I'm never sleeping
Sleep by the window every minute you can catch me peeping
I ain't been eating, but I'm smoking like a chimney
But smoking solo when a see a man I see envy
I need a strap to calm me down man I'm forever bussing
Invite your bitch into my house now she forever fussing
I miss my cousin but I understand big bro just hustling
In the cage is the only place I wish he wasn't
Mama saying that she worried cause I'm looking sick
But I tell not to worry because her son the shit
Everything I keep it real I'm 2 legit 2 quit
Just want my money only goal right now is getting rich

Gotta keep it G
Ain't no bitch in me
All this gold on me
Like I'm Mr T
Ooh, Ain't no mystery
Nigga check the history
Blowing on that gas got me higher than a ceiling G
Grip her ass like pliers
Not a liar I be pimping see
Flexing on a bitch I know my exes really missing me
Ooh, Do the dash
I be flying on the highway
Getting to the cash know I gotta get it my way bitch

I just wanna stack it up
Get the money then I bag it up
But these bitches always acting up
These niggas acting tough
But they softer than a mattress bruh
I'm riding solo ain't no passenger
I told my momma imma make it I'm a change the game
She said no matter what don't change myself remain the same
I'll keep on preaching through my lyrics make you feel my pain
And keep on flexing on these niggas with my fucking gang
I'm saying.
Imma groovy nigga
Ain't no capping bruh
I'll make your bitch go had my bricks up in her Acura
And make her flip it like a motherfucking Spatula
She bring it back I give her dick and send her back to ya
Ain't no dirty mackin
Bitch im groovy pimping
I love the stack the dough
Just like I'm Homer Simpson
And yeah I'm chasing bucks
But not like Jameis Winston
I'm steady paper chasing
I'm looking at you different

Gotta keep it G
Ain't no bitch in me
All this gold on me
Like I'm Mr T
Ooh, Ain't no mystery
Nigga check the history
Blowing on that gas got me higher than a ceiling G
Grip her ass like pliers
Not a liar I be pimping see
Flexing on a bitch I know my exes really missing me
Ooh, Do the dash
I be flying on the highway
Getting to the cash know I gotta get it my way bitch