Joey Fatts – Havin’ My Way (ft. Vince Staples) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Watch the video, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download, listen to “Havin’ My Way” by Joey Fatts featuring Vince Staples. The song was produced by Mike & Keys. The video was directed by Kiky’s Vision.

Joey Fatts Havin’ My Way

Every time Joey Fatts and Vince Staples get together, magic happens in the studio. They’ve collaborated in the past and, this week, they come together again in celebration of Long Beach with “Havin’ My Way.”

Joey Fatts will be releasing a brand new project called Olive Boy this Friday and one of the songs on the tracklist has officially been released. Fatts teams up with Vince Staples on the Mike & Keys-produced “Havin’ My Way.” The track is undeniably chill, but it tells a story that forces the listener to keep their ears sharp, learning about the struggle both rappers have faced.

Joey Fatts – Havin’ My Way (ft. Vince Staples) (prod. Mike & Keys)

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Lyrics

[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Havin’ my way with it
Don’t wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind, cause I have faith in it
When it’s your time, nigga don’t play with it
Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it

[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
I was facing time up in state prison
Put a payed lawyer on the case, chillin’
Niggas wonder why I’m out the way, cause I learned that niggas ain’t solid as they say, nigga
God, I broke in a rage with her
Baby on the way, no baby sitter, ay
My nigga let me paint this picture, uh
I made a living off hard, ay
My momma made me a star, uh
My bitch could of been a DeBarge, uh
On the block I’m the head Loc in charge
No nigga ever pulled my card
My bitch gon’ play her part
My Locs gon’ shoot, on God
Hit the pen, raise hell in the pod
New condo came with fob
New four-o came with a stick
Instead of being on they job, these niggas on my dick
On 56th with the squad, try slide and get chipped
Try to run down and get flipped
Nigga, that’s on 90 Crip

[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Havin’ my way with it
Don’t wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind, cause I have faith in it
When it’s your time, nigga don’t play with it
Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Yeah
Niggas gotta lay in that mufucker
On the dead homies
I done put every homie we had in the ground since I been from the set, on [?]
Keep on whackin’ out your set, he’s a fan
My lil’ homegirls have berettas, not barrettes
Rubber bands on my money
I don’t trust the government, Uncle Same looking for me
If I pulled it off the hip, I’ma blam, don’t be on me
On the ‘Gram, visit the homie in the pen, him don’t owe me
Tryna dodge the feds, hollow heads in the forty
All about the bread, check to check wasn’t for me
Got put down even though they said the set wasn’t for me
I done shot some niggas that I can’t forget, they still haunt me
I can’t sleep until the sun is up, think I hear them runnin’ up
Hope my friends alive by the time that my money up
Every time the summer come, I’m burying another one

[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Havin’ my way with it
Don’t wanna see me shine, so I gotta stay with it
Perfecting my grind, cause I have faith in it
When it’s your time, nigga don’t play with it
Cause when that bed made, boy you gotta lay in it