Lyrics:
out My way
She been drinking all she wanna do is argue , i let her have it ion really got da time today
I need sum money need a pull up in a Ferrari i
jus stay out my way
She been drinkin all she wanna do is argue
I let her have it ion really got the time today
I need sum money needa pull up ina rari
I
way you can stop it
Man I can't take none of you serious do nothing but talking
If you're not working while you're sleeping getting by by the coffee
do
Whenever I'm kicking the wickedness
Explosive, cinematic, smoking
Like the barrel of this TEC aimin at ya neck
I'm Corrupted i'm Corrupted
I
it
But how do I know
Well I'm standing here, am I not
Yes you are so what's your point
We make it
What
You mean
Yes
We make it
There is no way
Tour
pockets obese
I let it go like no leash
And the beat that's by bean
Double Bs on me shine in the dark
When she seen the double Cs she wanna slide just like
Cant Do It On A Dick, She Poppin
We Bottle Poppin, You Cock Blockin
Told Ya Gurl You Rap, But Ya Cd Floppin
You Say You Gettin Money Man, We Aint
I might just send her yo way, she threw his whole heart away
I want it, yea
I got a freaky bad b*tch she do whatever I say
Yeaaah
Yeah yeah yeah
I
pivot like I was a shotter
You niggas be really be using binoculars
I'm by my paper like I was a copier
You niggas haters, you really do copiers
I
on
Though it's nothin' like she had planned
She's gonna be o.k. gonna find a way
Living in no man's land
Every now and then late at night
She thinks
fuck money in hands
Hoes know this
Fast forward, past focus, I'm that on it
One of the best to do, I think not
You bet on it
Giant ass you be lumberjack
cuz it's out the way
She the bitch that hit you round 8, fuck her till 3
Got me texting other bitches like my bad I was sleep
Brown skin, flat stomach,
a lot of money in Lloyd's bank
I'm real cakey, I'm way overweight
That's fifty in a rucksack
My man's coming up five bags short
I'm like nah blud fuck
'm fucked up she was like a scratch off
It felt like I loved her
But I should've never loved her
Because it seemed like she wanted my money
And that's a bad
This right here the wave
I could see the vultures tryna ride it
Throwing shade
Thinking I ain't making it
They want me out the way
But once I
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than
the river, are the old folks still the same
And by the way, did she mention my name
Did she mention my name just in passing
And when the morning came, do
rappers calling me bruv and they can't even relate
Are they even ready and willing do anything that it takes?
I saw my teacher from college, she says she
I feel like nas the return of the firm and we earning it see if eye rules this world we all would leave this firmament
I'm a firm believer in The god
the wazoo
Still I often feel alone
Its sucks but I'm kind of used to it
Its been like this for longer
Than I care to remember
I'd give her my heart but she
a perc and I lose it
Fuck a lil bitch in jacuzzi
Feeling on coochie
Baby girl give me the booty
Like we is shooting a movie hollup wait
Warhol meets and we
I need to persevere, it's been another year
It's like the only way is forward and the path ain't clear
But I must keep strong, need to carry on
I
got me in a love choke
I swear, no joke
'Cause I'm running back and forth like it's Johto
Oh no HP's low
One kiss she blow it hit me like mega punch
hangin' out the Buick
Why you wanna be a shooter?
Mama told me not to do it but I did it
Now I'm locked up in a prison
Callin' mama like I shouldn't
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