DMarz - My Way

(Da nuh nuh nuh)

(Don't tell me where to go, don't tell me what to do)
(Imma do it my way)

Don't tell me where to go
Don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove
Don't tell me where to go
Please don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove

(Who killed the beat?) I did it I did it
(What 'bout the body?) I hid it I hid it
Oh damn, why mans is mad?
('Cause that was his girl) I hit it I hit it
Now she on me sayin' that she need me
Can't get enough wanna please me
Lingerie on when she tease me
But she could never really tease me nah
Don't take orders, not from no bitch
Do it myself, fuck yo assist
Put you in check, please get a grip
Steppin' on necks, make you eat shit
Hot damn he cookin'
Bitch like he good lookin' (Wow)
Damn right with this smile
This voice, them wins took 'em

Don't tell me where to go
Don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove
Don't tell me where to go
Please don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove

808 beefy, need a steak and knife
Head honcho, I could change ya life
Bring the cash here I ain't askin' twice
Too gone, see flashin' lights
I had to get it and get in my duffy
You ain't crossed me yet, I consider you lucky
Know who you talkin' to, no one above me
I say the word and ya bitch she ah fuck me
Oooh damn
That's a hard truth to swallow
Set the game rules y'all follow
'Cause I've had soul y'all hollow
I'm a nice guy, lil malo
Lucys love me, I'm Ricardo
You muhfuckas not stars yo
I'm the one who sets the fuckin' bar bro
Look at the throne, look at the King
City in love with the way that I sing
Pen like a glove, booth like a ring
I'm money May I'm not talkin' bout spring
Gettin no sleep until life is a dream
Getting the bands while I split with the team
I see y'all splittin' and tear at the seams
Stay with my clan while I'm chasin' the cream

Don't tell me where to go
Don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove

Woah
Yeah
Mm
Yeh

L send the beat 'cause she knew that I'd float on it
We share a vision and she put a G.O.A.T. on it
Cut it up fast, within seconds I wrote on it
I send it back she like "Damn you put gold on it"
Lately the music been way too romantic so I had to cool off and put sum cold on it
Case was still open if I could go murder a beat well muhfucka now think it's closed on em
You other suckers had yo chance but lil' baby it's my turn
Labels offerin' 25 but sir I know my worth
First generation billionaire, till then I will never tire
Every song I fuckin' touch turns from a flame to a fire
You think you nice on the mic, breaking news I'm nicer
Sit down, the King is here, I will have you slain goodbye sir
Thank God he opened my eyes and he lifted my curse
I can see that my purpose is so so so much higher

Don't tell me where to go
Don't tell me what to do
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove
Imma do it my way
'Cause I got so much left to prove

Written by:
Diego Martinez

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