I`ve lived
Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full
I`ve traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Shots`ll lay you off on your day off, like Friday
The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain`t snortin` it
They just got him up the base line recordin` shit
Yeah I`ve been broke
Now I`m good bitch
I ain`t no Kennedy
But I`m hood rich
So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto
And everybody else, thank you very little
I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path
I`ve been beatin`, but never brokin` through the darkest past
It`s sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last
Ain`t nothin` free from that point, though
We needed cash
And we need it fast
We broker than Ethiopians just tryin` to eat at last
Now all the blacks cookin` up, they`re almost white
`Cause gettin` green makes `em treat us treat us like we almost white
Almost
I`ve lived
Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full
I`ve traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
Niggaz wanna diss K
On they`re local mix-tapes
There they go again, lyin` to consumers
Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors
Your lil` sloppy with your cockyness ain`t ya
A little arrogant with all your compares
`Cause as far as the Chi
I got the most black sister beginnin` to rap
And nah, I ain`t mentionin` that
Y`all just talk about my dough
How I left Chicago
How I`m the only one eatin`
Shut your pie whole
And wanna figure out why I`m gettin` it high though
Why? `Cause you need fire, and I`m a pyro
When you prepare, would you copy what I do and say?
Only difference between you and me, you were gay
Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin`s hurt?
Nahhhh, he`s got titties under his shirt
I`ve lived
Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full
I`ve traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way
This way or the highway
When you walk straight, niggaz tend to look at you sideways
I say, Fuck that dog, I get my own way
Niggaz ain`t believe me `till they see me on t.v
And seen K freely, gettin` head on the freeway
Then passin` up Freeway, just like it`s a relay
We stay 4 stars, all better
`Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather
And we gon` flip Carter, when we could afford better
And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas
You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial
Stay gettin` somethin` off lay-a-way at Marshall`s
Polo and (Carbesher`s), we into them things dogg
Back in `96 we was livin` like kings dogg
40 cals or better, tottin` them things dogg
So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off
I`ve lived
Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full
I`ve traveled each, and every highway
What more, and what`s more than this -
I did it my way
