Havin’ My Way Joey Fatts (Ft. Vince Staples)

[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Havin' my way with it
Don't wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind, cause I have faith in it
When it's your time, nigga don't play with it
Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
I was facing time up in state prison
Put a payed lawyer on the case, chillin'
Niggas wonder why I'm out the way, cause I learned that niggas ain't solid as they say, nigga
God, I broke in a rage with her
Baby on the way, no baby sitter, ay
My nigga let me paint this picture, uh
I made a living off hard, ay
My momma made me a star, uh
My bitch could of been a DeBarge, uh
On the block I'm the head Loc in charge
No nigga ever pulled my card
My bitch gon' play her part
My Locs gon' shoot, on God
Hit the pen, raise hell in the pod
New condo came with fob
New four-o came with a stick
Instead of being on they job, these niggas on my dick
On 56th with the squad, try slide and get chipped
Try to run down and get flipped
Nigga, that's on 90 Crip