Wrote My Way Out (remix) Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

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 

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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 

Photos 

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