This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
They Love me love me
The next day they shot me
Only hoping to drop me
But who could stop me
One man with a semi auto in his hand
But Im a renegade thats something you dont understand
503 baby guarantee ya im bad
Bombing on these motherf*ckers like bagdad
Who knew a young killer like that was a kid
Killing over bullshit just like bush did
Brenda hit the rock even though she breastfeed
She set herself up to have a dying seed
Your cook was pookie
Why did you hire a cluck
Im about hundreds what the f*ck is a buck
Talk hot move hot expect to get shot
Why not smoking shells
I know that they hot
Now think of the plot
You just got got
And your best man just got shot
The way my team look shit we must have came up on alot
I give a f*ck if ya fought
You aint got the heart of a shark
Im in the deep blue pushing sacks in the dark
I could turn life into death with one spark
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Rich as f*ck and im still scheming
Gave it to her one time now she fiending
Real life feel like im dreaming
All we know is get this money and bleed it
All they know is shoot til nothing breathing
All she know is go get it cause she need it
Thats just all she know
Bundle up cause this worlds cold thats how the story go
Trapping hard aint never turn the lights off
The judge close that door and everybody fold
Put my hands on the world and it turn into gold
Really on a f*cking roll
BAG you cant divide it
Doors packed hundred racks inside it
I move in silence
You cant step a foot in the traps that Ive been
I keep the right intentions when I sin
You wasnt there when we had nothing
Dont ever act like I owe you something
Now you on paper ratting
Acting like nothing happened
My pops hustling backwards
Run off on the plug and that choppa smoke you like backwood
My old hoes mad cause I aint get back to em
You only get one chance and I aint looking back for em
We the reason everybody eats
We the veins to the streets, foreal
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Trent James & Doc Sic - The Only Way (feat. Jada Bri) Lyrics
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This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
They Love me love me
The next day they shot me
Only hoping to drop me
But who could stop me
One man with a semi auto in his hand
But Im a renegade thats something you dont understand
503 baby guarantee ya im bad
Bombing on these motherf*ckers like bagdad
Who knew a young killer like that was a kid
Killing over bullshit just like bush did
Brenda hit the rock even though she breastfeed
She set herself up to have a dying seed
Your cook was pookie
Why did you hire a cluck
Im about hundreds what the f*ck is a buck
Talk hot move hot expect to get shot
Why not smoking shells
I know that they hot
Now think of the plot
You just got got
And your best man just got shot
The way my team look shit we must have came up on alot
I give a f*ck if ya fought
You aint got the heart of a shark
Im in the deep blue pushing sacks in the dark
I could turn life into death with one spark
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Rich as f*ck and im still scheming
Gave it to her one time now she fiending
Real life feel like im dreaming
All we know is get this money and bleed it
All they know is shoot til nothing breathing
All she know is go get it cause she need it
Thats just all she know
Bundle up cause this worlds cold thats how the story go
Trapping hard aint never turn the lights off
The judge close that door and everybody fold
Put my hands on the world and it turn into gold
Really on a f*cking roll
BAG you cant divide it
Doors packed hundred racks inside it
I move in silence
You cant step a foot in the traps that Ive been
I keep the right intentions when I sin
You wasnt there when we had nothing
Dont ever act like I owe you something
Now you on paper ratting
Acting like nothing happened
My pops hustling backwards
Run off on the plug and that choppa smoke you like backwood
My old hoes mad cause I aint get back to em
You only get one chance and I aint looking back for em
We the reason everybody eats
We the veins to the streets, foreal
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
They Love me love me
The next day they shot me
Only hoping to drop me
But who could stop me
One man with a semi auto in his hand
But Im a renegade thats something you dont understand
503 baby guarantee ya im bad
Bombing on these motherf*ckers like bagdad
Who knew a young killer like that was a kid
Killing over bullshit just like bush did
Brenda hit the rock even though she breastfeed
She set herself up to have a dying seed
Your cook was pookie
Why did you hire a cluck
Im about hundreds what the f*ck is a buck
Talk hot move hot expect to get shot
Why not smoking shells
I know that they hot
Now think of the plot
You just got got
And your best man just got shot
The way my team look shit we must have came up on alot
I give a f*ck if ya fought
You aint got the heart of a shark
Im in the deep blue pushing sacks in the dark
I could turn life into death with one spark
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Rich as f*ck and im still scheming
Gave it to her one time now she fiending
Real life feel like im dreaming
All we know is get this money and bleed it
All they know is shoot til nothing breathing
All she know is go get it cause she need it
Thats just all she know
Bundle up cause this worlds cold thats how the story go
Trapping hard aint never turn the lights off
The judge close that door and everybody fold
Put my hands on the world and it turn into gold
Really on a f*cking roll
BAG you cant divide it
Doors packed hundred racks inside it
I move in silence
You cant step a foot in the traps that Ive been
I keep the right intentions when I sin
You wasnt there when we had nothing
Dont ever act like I owe you something
Now you on paper ratting
Acting like nothing happened
My pops hustling backwards
Run off on the plug and that choppa smoke you like backwood
My old hoes mad cause I aint get back to em
You only get one chance and I aint looking back for em
We the reason everybody eats
We the veins to the streets, foreal
This is the only way I know
Im holding on I cant let go
I got my back against the wall
These haters wanna see me fall
But its okay
Cause I wont trip
I hustle hard stick to the script
Cause I gotta get that money
Writer: Samuel Gonzales, Trenton Looney
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Trent James & Doc Sic
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Samuel Gonzales, Trenton Looney