My Lane chords by Burden
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Verse 1
(A minor) Ooh, I be in my lane, yeah
Let me do my own thing, yeah, yeah
Let me do my own thing, yeah
Ayy, I be in my own lane
Let me do my own thing
Y 'all just say I'm out of pocket
Bitch, got me confused,
but loose change
Here's your money,
make your money, yeah
We'll be goin' with the money, yeah
And if I'm feelin' with a double bag
If I'ma do your verse, 100 racks
100 racks, 100 racks, yeah
Ayy, I can take you back
To middlemen and quarterbacks
and pinchin' a (D minor) sack
True (A minor) story, fourteens,
full of crackheads strapped
Like, what the fuck, you're badass,
about to go do a thack
Sure enough,
cop cars many times in the back
Which ain't do shit, dawg,
but make me more violent than mad
Heard momma had another relapse
And we gettin' evicted,
I guess I'm packin' my bags
Little man in the streets,
ain't never had me a dad
In fuck school,
I got the hood out here supportin' me rap
Most importantly,
my cash really (F major) startin' to stack
Now I know what my call (A minor) in' is,
tryna know what I'm
ballin' to get
And own lane
Let me do my own thing
Y 'all just say I'm out of pocket
Bitch, got me confused, but lose change
Bitch, is your money
makin' money yet?
Where we goin' with the money yet?
Hell of a feeling when the devil back
If I'ma do your first 100 racks,
100 racks, 100 racks, yeah
Look, I turned an ounce
into a quarter pound
Then a quarter pound into a (D minor) pound
Then I caught up every
(A minor) motherfuckin' smoker
that I knew around
Shit is boomin' now,
guess I'm movin' out the South
But they comin' from the West,
got me livin' at my best
Got this gray hella blessed,
coffee cookie out the chest
Shorty wrote it, I'm impressed
Really, I just want a bunch of millies
In the recognition, I deserve
Illuminati, kill me
Cause honestly, if all of it's demonically
So I can never motherfuckin' feel it
And all of my homies gettin' it,
gettin' it, get (F major) tin' it
And never trust the (A minor) one enough
to give him the feeling
And in my own lane,
let me do my own thing
Shawty say I'm out of pocket, bitch
Got me confused, but lose change, bitch
Is your money makin' money, yeah?
Where we goin' with the money, yeah?
And if I'm feelin' with the devil, bae
If I'ma do your verse, hunnid racks,
hunnid racks, hunnid racks, yeah
Got a little cocky when I
touch six figures
They ain't like the way I'm (B flat major) talkin',
I'm (A minor) comin' out the pocket
Fuck no, they shit with blue hundreds
in my pocket, bitch
My Lane
Burden
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