[Nas]
Word to Willburied in his fila suit and heavy chain
I wanna be iced-up niggabury me the same
I live for street glory and I die for ghetto fame
Respect allfear nonemy pride is everything
Initials in swimming pools floorswomen lose draws
A true bossnever lose warsgot cheddar to floss
Guns under bedsmask and a flashlight
Living my life like everyday s my last night
Alcoholic on toiletsI shit blood
Foreign carsmodels and starslife of a rich thug
Mama told me from weedI would switch drugs
To cocaine and hit clubs and deep-dish dubs
How would she know unless she hit the clubsgot her mack-on
Back in the 60 s with an afro and her platforms
Bopping to the supremessmoking joints
That s coolbut I ma live how I want
[Chorus 1]
I did it my wayfrom crumbs and roaches and rats
I did it my wayconverted in from hustling to raps
I did it my wayfrom break dancingback spins on the cardboard
I did it my wayto bullet proof bentleysgats in the car s door
I did it my waynever gave a what nobody said
I did it my waythey hope that I fail and wished I was dead
I did it my wayif I ed op it falls on me
I did it my wayI m lucked up and struck richnow we all can eat
[Nas]
Gatewaysmarble floorschandeliers
Juzzi sgucci soapthrowing cash in the air
Though Istill feel broke with millions in the bank
And deals on the tableI focus to stay afloat
And just to think some would die to get with I got
They think its alotthe blink of an eyeyou could get shot
Niggas is wolvescoming if you ruthless or not
But i be on pointput you in places where bodies rot
Never knew murder till I seen my man get popped
No blood soakinglaying thereeyes still open
I got a little closerput my hand in his palm
He was looking right through meYo staring beyond
I wonder what he sawthe limoesmovies and tours
Did he die in vain and represent for the cause
Now I put his name on everything I m involved
And that s the gameYa ll can t relate ya ll (Ill Will)
[Chorus 2]
I did it my wayfrom crumbsroaches and rats
I did it my wayconverted in from hustling to raps
I did it my wayI call it how I see it niggas
I did it my wayif you don t like it so be it niggas
I did it my wayI make my own rulesI do my own plans
I did it my waygangstas do what they want
Suckers do what they can t
I did it my waytaking sacrifices kid
I did it my waybut now you only getting one life to live
[Nas]
Yohoes in my fold can slow meroll with the brokest homies
Cold and we hopeless loneliesscolding my foes who phony
From blocks where coke can feed you and cops are over evil
They know some people who tell on felons who sold some diesil
Here on and blow it ruralsits mineknew a crew one time
89they took work to Caroline and blew big time
In just two yearstheir crew disappear
Snitches and bitchessmeared the paint on their pictures
Years backI reminiscence and remembersitting on wood benches
Gave me splintersjust a baby nigga thankful
When them killers came throughguns outmoving
I think the ones who said shorty go homewe about to be shooting
[Chorus 1]

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