SOOPAFLY - That Way lyrics

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I was the child of a general, son of a preacher man

Grown actin', there was nothin' you could teach a man

Hard headed young nigga, blessed with the gift of music

Held it tight so I best not lose it

I was ready for the fast life, watch me prove it

Nothin' can stop me, head strong, awfully cocky

Ha, I was my own man, I'm not like Rodney

But the fact yet and still the game was not Monopoly

Kept me on my toes, I chose to open the door

I'm not like the rest, I was chose to rock the West

Back to a land where glocks and teflon bullets were active

Could it be the fact the streets were attractive?

Pullin' me closer, I've been used to broke but

Now I'm needin' somethin' more than that, fuck bein' poor and black

I could have sworn that I was livin' a dream

Cause I woke up to a blunt and a nine where I post up

Ha, like what the fuck is goin' on?

I wake up to a big ass house, nigga look outside

I got a driveway full of nice cars and shit

Ha, then I go to the bedroom

I got a closet full of fly ass clothes and shit

I wake up like what the fuck happened?

You know what I'm sayin'?

Come to find out I've been down 10 years with a

All around gangsta click, Dogg Pound Gangsta Crip

First Platinum cut, "Who Got Some Gangsta Shit"

Thought I had a child by a scandalous ass fake bitch

Hard to say I made beats with Dre

But it's true, Soopa' really did what most couldn't say

When I took my gift and worked my hands like magic

Didn't hang with no bustas, didn't hang with no faggots

Makin' cash, life good, movin' it fast

With a down nigga, had my best friend named Daz

Worked on a masterpiece from the minds of two

Shit was dope like heroin, we called it "Dogg Food"

I was standin' next to Snoop when they shot up the trailor

In New York doin' the video with snow on my Chuck Taylor's

It was crazy, bad things I thought was good

I was at The Source Awards lookin' up to Suge

Ha ha, now if that wasn't some dumb ass shit

But that's alright though, nigga was young

Nigga was dumb, you know what I'm sayin'?

Livin' that fast life, yeah

I was havin' money, I was fuckin' bitches

Ha, smokin' the best weed, y'all know how it is

I take myself back in time when I smoke on weed

I remember dinner with Pac the night he got free

On stage sayin' fuck a cop, workin' on albums

I could go to Snoop Dogg house 'cause I knew Calvin

Playin' ball with Nate Dogg, smokin' weed with Crips

I worked with one funny ass nigga but he was a bitch

I remember sayin' so the day Dre left the Row

I was just hurt and shit was gettin' worse than before

Then the next couple years got crazy as hell

Pac got shot, Snoop bailed, Suge is in jail

Could have went to Loud Records but I signed to the Row

At first it was a money move, turned out a dummy move

Ha, from a pimp nigga, now I'm just a nothin' dude

Fuckin' with the Devil had me back to broke

But the same nigga wrote "Deep Cover", that was my loc

Looked out for these smooth hands, now I got new chance

Yeah, and I'm Dogghouse'd out now

Yeah, Soopafly back in that ass

2005, y'all thought I was gone, but I'm back

Last nigga standin', West Coast to the fullest

Ha, Dogg Pound nigga, yeah

It don't stop, it don't quit

Ha, bitch!