My Own Way

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] Bank accounts, big cars Living good like a movie star My mama house ain’t in the hood no more I moved her out to Saint Louis Opispo But it's a trip tough cause I'm a 20 Crip though I gotta lay low, my homies wanna do low I got two strikes and I'm gonna get my third These niggas snitching on me They think I'm selling birds So when I'm in the streets I'm quick on my feet See talk is cheap so I stay quick on my heat You niggers bad, well Dogg is badder "Rat-a-tat!", make you niggas scatter I was once shot, your boy want me now Went to the station that, nigga straight point me out So I'mma lay away and spray away At this time I think it's best to just stay away [Hook: Mr. Porter] They say I am a fool Cause I like to do my things my own way (My own way) I gotta couple strikes against me One more and I am on my way (I'm on my way) I ain’t got time to hang around In the hood like I was used to do I gotta get my bread, keep my head It's either go to jail or get this money instead [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Separate, elevate Concentrate, dominate, innovate Try to be the flyest me And every other homie tell a lie to me I need a deal, I need some stones I need some beats, Dogg, I need a loan Help me out, throw me some cash If I got it, you got it You ain’t got to ask But on the real - or is it lately? A lot of homies tried to implicate me They say I changed; is it the fame? If I throw it to you then charge it to the game Money fold: overload In the hood another episode Man I'm getting old, the game cold I'm from the hood, but that ain’t how I roll [Hook: Mr. Porter]