Havin My Way Lyrics by Jackboy
Tahj Money
I’m havin’ my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues)
All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?)
All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?)
I’m the flyest lil’ n****, I ain’t tune (Let ’em tune)
Ain’t got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns)
I don’t post ’em on IG, I use ’em (I use ’em)
I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few)
If he play then I swear I’ma shoot him (I’ma shoot, yeah)
Yeah, if he play then I’m lettin’ it go
Them n***** claimin’ they thuggin’, but them n***** bluffin’
I swear to God, all they at hoes
Them n***** claimin’ they thuggin’, but them n***** bluffin’
I swear they ain’t steppin’ on shit
My n**** just beat up the pot, got in it a lot
He just stepped on a brick
I’m havin’ my way, I done ran up them racks
Fuck the plug, I ran off with the sack
Got a hunnid tucked in some are slatts
Got a thirty tucked inside a strap
I done came up off rappin’ and scam
I done came up and bought me a Lamborghini
All this bread, ain’t no choice, but go ham
I’ve been goin’ in ever since they freed me
I’m havin’ my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues)
All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?)
All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?)
I’m the flyest lil’ n****, I ain’t tune (Let ’em tune)
Ain’t got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns)
I don’t post ’em on IG, I use ’em (I use ’em)
I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few)
If he play then I swear I’ma shoot him (I’ma shoot, yeah)
Yeah, for the talkin’, let’s go and get out then
Dropped the lo’, come on, let’s meet up in traffic
Dropped the lo’, come on and get you a casket
Always on point, bitch, I keep me a ratchet
Always on point, so I stay on the move
I’m havin’ motion, I stay in my groove
How he get lit? That boy stayed on the news
They like, “How he get rich”? That boy stained him some shit
How he came in and he still got his blick?
How he gon’ blow when he still in the mix
How I’ma change? Been like this since a jit
How I’ma change just ’cause I got papers?
If I changed, I changed how I shit on the haters
Different car everyday, had to switch up my flavor
I’m moved out the Jets, had to switch up my neighbors
I’m havin’ my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues)
All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?)
All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?)
I’m the flyest lil’ n****, I ain’t tune (Let ’em tune)
Ain’t got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns)
I don’t post ’em on IG, I use ’em (I use ’em)
I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few)
If he play then I swear I’ma shoot him (I’ma shoot)
I’m havin’ my way, I done ran up them blues (Them blues)
All this love, how the fuck could I lose? (Could I lose?)
All these hoes, how the fuck can I choose? (Can I choose?)
I’m the flyest lil’ n****, I ain’t tune (Let ’em tune)
Ain’t got time to reload, I need two guns (I need two guns)
I don’t post ’em on IG, I use ’em (I use ’em)
I done snuck in the club with a few on (With a few)
If he play then I swear I’ma shoot him (I’ma shoot, yeah)