My Way by Trey Coachman Lyrics
[Chorus: Lanky Lancaster]
I'm bout to do it my way
I'm bout to take this game
Flip the duke side down
Taking brain dead beats
Like I would right now
I'm bout to make it rain
I'm bout to take this thang
Put this bank in your face
To the people who's late
And said I'll never make
[Verse 1: Trey Coachman]
I’m a game changer
Flame tamer
To the new school feel
Air force, sky high, no lie
Real deal
Mostly called a pretty boy
Swag like a pirate, ahoy
With a little old school on my back
Cause Motown’s down the street
Big shoes for me to fill
But I got large feet
Don’t have a gifted mind cause I started from nothing
Bout the same time the whitest asses started cussing
Came into the game through dancing
Theirs nothing I wanna change
I’m just gonna raise the bar
To see who will fight and sacrifice every night to be the star
Stay close to my roots cause I don’t wanna fall off the tree
Only wanna be seen as a support to me and the taller people I look up to
I've seen some crazy things some people will do
For their tracks to be played at the hottest clubs and schools
If you don’t have a clue
I’m talking bout people that could be you
So back away also from being black and blue
Cause I'm going in harder then Hefner, Hugh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They said I'll never make it
Look at me now
I’m writing raps more than
The pot heads puffing out clouds
I know I’m not down to earth
Cause I’m shooting for the stars
All happen of the birth of me finding my own rap sound
Give me a mic, in spite what happens after
New page, new beginning, of the same chapter
My life story has been change, amazed, and sometimes had to be tamed
Haven’t been M.I.A. Till I was in school throwing paper planes
I was a kid so I started to partake in the game
Didn't know it stop for me until my family looks at my dead body and says "oh that’s a shame"
Obviously I overcame those factors cause I’m independent
With help with producers or else I would spit over the breeze
As you can see
I’m not alone while just saying me
Cause I got my team
And we're ready to succeed
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Thank you lord, rappers, and beat makers
Cause now I’m a discriminator of the detonator
Of the bomb, that’s me I know when the time to blow up
But I’m down low key, bass
In a travel case
Cause I move a lot
Plus I can’t stay still
I've fought and fought
Now the war is seeking a victor
I’m a predictor in winter the war is calling timber
Soon a hipster, only in that war
Seen the whole figure of a cold world
Warm in heart cause I won the peace
Of me and respect which came late in the mail
Slow as a snail the people which have destruction behind me
Nobody is talking in all caps cause Billy Mays has past
Can’t function without love and hate given in his raps
The main part clearly seen no cover no caps
Dedicated to the people who say "rap is crap"
[Chorus]
I'm bout to do it my way
I'm bout to take this game
Flip the duke side down
Taking brain dead beats
Like I would right now
I'm bout to make it rain
I'm bout to take this thang
Put this bank in your face
To the people who's late
And said I'll never make
[Verse 1: Trey Coachman]
I’m a game changer
Flame tamer
To the new school feel
Air force, sky high, no lie
Real deal
Mostly called a pretty boy
Swag like a pirate, ahoy
With a little old school on my back
Cause Motown’s down the street
Big shoes for me to fill
But I got large feet
Don’t have a gifted mind cause I started from nothing
Bout the same time the whitest asses started cussing
Came into the game through dancing
Theirs nothing I wanna change
I’m just gonna raise the bar
To see who will fight and sacrifice every night to be the star
Stay close to my roots cause I don’t wanna fall off the tree
Only wanna be seen as a support to me and the taller people I look up to
I've seen some crazy things some people will do
For their tracks to be played at the hottest clubs and schools
If you don’t have a clue
I’m talking bout people that could be you
So back away also from being black and blue
Cause I'm going in harder then Hefner, Hugh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They said I'll never make it
Look at me now
I’m writing raps more than
The pot heads puffing out clouds
I know I’m not down to earth
Cause I’m shooting for the stars
All happen of the birth of me finding my own rap sound
Give me a mic, in spite what happens after
New page, new beginning, of the same chapter
My life story has been change, amazed, and sometimes had to be tamed
Haven’t been M.I.A. Till I was in school throwing paper planes
I was a kid so I started to partake in the game
Didn't know it stop for me until my family looks at my dead body and says "oh that’s a shame"
Obviously I overcame those factors cause I’m independent
With help with producers or else I would spit over the breeze
As you can see
I’m not alone while just saying me
Cause I got my team
And we're ready to succeed
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Thank you lord, rappers, and beat makers
Cause now I’m a discriminator of the detonator
Of the bomb, that’s me I know when the time to blow up
But I’m down low key, bass
In a travel case
Cause I move a lot
Plus I can’t stay still
I've fought and fought
Now the war is seeking a victor
I’m a predictor in winter the war is calling timber
Soon a hipster, only in that war
Seen the whole figure of a cold world
Warm in heart cause I won the peace
Of me and respect which came late in the mail
Slow as a snail the people which have destruction behind me
Nobody is talking in all caps cause Billy Mays has past
Can’t function without love and hate given in his raps
The main part clearly seen no cover no caps
Dedicated to the people who say "rap is crap"
[Chorus]