Wrote My Way Out (Remix)

I wrote my way out

Wrote everything down far as I could see

(Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it)

I wrote my way out (uh)

They said I wouldn't amount to nothing

Now I hold the head of he who could give the crown concussion

Fuck it, my new 'vice is stay off my old vices

Even though my new life is gon' cost me my old life

I wrote my way out of it (I wrote my way out),

Out of that hell hole

Shoes that don't even gotta be tied up, that's velcro

My freedom sitting on the other side of that cell door

The other side of the track where I'm from like railroads

My daddy slapped the shit out my momma in front of me

Couldn't do shit about it at that time I was young and weak

All I could do was write a hundred rhymes to a hundred beats

'Bout what I plan to do in spite of what was done to me

I wrote my way out (I wrote my way out)

Out of the poor house, accomplished my goals somehow

I never sold out, I'm a product of Motown

And now I'm in the public eye

So if you ever see me solve a problem before

Just know before I solved a problem

That the problem got wrote down

I wrote my way out

Wrote everything down far as I could see

(Wait for it, wait for it, wait for it)

I wrote my way out

Back to the store to get some bare essentials

Government cheese, a half a gallon milk, and a pair of pencils

I write my life inside this journal, hope they hear my info

And if you think this shit is dope

Then you should hear my intro

Yeah I used to argue with my teachers and go back and forth

Told them one day I be famous and be back for more

Maybe blow all of my bread to make it back on tour

And smash all the rich hoes that I never had before

Ryan had no paper, I was plotting on them racks on racks

Niggas sneaking in your crib with the black on black

Just rumbling through your shit like lemme have all that

'Cause I was lost, now I'm back on track

Look I ain't never been shit and that's just me being real

I gotta call it how I see it, that's just me being trill

And I ain't trying to take advice, just take it easier, chill

But if I gotta pay the price, fuck it, then leave me the bill

Joyner

(Yeah)

I wrote my way out

Wrote everything down far as I could see

Picked up a pen and I wrote my way out

Yeah, I wrote words on a page, symbols on a surface

Graffiti on the wall where my ancestors were purchased

I contemplate when the day I'm due to inherit the earth is

I'm a subversive nation awaiting the birth of his own

Where shots get thrown and spots get blown

And the convicts roam on the streets of a conflict zone

It's not his home

Adrenaline, testosterone,

And pride keep the throne speaking in a toxic tone

I feel like I wrote my way up out of a burning building

To earning millions in this world of soldiers and civilians

I burn the oil every night as I return to brilliance

Under the gun, I'm under pressure, under surveillance

But I'm spitting the bigger picture, sending the benediction

Some people write and live what I'm penning,

This Little Richard

Paper begins to rip while I'm illustrating the difference

And a fake out and a way to break out

I shawshank the great escape route

Yeah

I wrote my way out

Oh I was born in the eye of the storm

No loving arms to keep me warm

This hurricane in my brain is the burden I bear

I can do without, I'm here

'Cause I wrote my way out