Toby Chris - Beaten Track lyrics

(hook) I'm tired of going out my own way Especially for people I don't owe, aye So now I roll it up and smoke the whole jay Levelled up ain't going back to my old ways I'm no longer going out my own way For mother f**ers who I do not owe, aye Get lit like propane brother blow the whole thang On my mom ain't going back to my old ways.. (verse) Oh aye, don't try me my temper's short I'll leave you in a reservoir In trouble I bet you are Like Willy Wonka I'm selling bars I'm a rare breed you can tell apart b**h I'm in a whole other category Money talks no time for chatter shortie I'm the sickest, took a minute I was rapping poorly Put the hours in and look what I made happen for me I swear the key to success is your mind set Focus on your vision disregard the blind threats I'm the alpha cat now where the f** my lioness? Gave y'all hella food for thought now let it digest I'm tired of the games I'm not here to play Weed loud I can't hear you hate I substitute my dinner with some beers and jays I just want some head while I steer the Range.. (hook) I'm tired of going out my own way Especially for people I don't owe, aye Lazy p**y go and push your own weight Levelled up ain't going back to my old ways I'm no longer going out my own way For mother f**ers who I do not owe, aye Get lit like propane brother blow the whole thang On my mom ain't going back to my old ways..