Out Here lyrics

Yeah
The struggle?
Haha you trying to tell me? About the struggle?
C'mon my n*gga you cannot be serious homie
I know all too well, you know?
You gotta do what you gotta do
You know?

[Chorus: Sevin]
n*gga it's hard out here
Enough to turn the lame to a killa
For the fame and the scrilla
You could starve out here
I've got wealth on my mind
Ready to put myself on the line
We go hard out here
It's a crime zone in every time zone
My n*gga so grind on
Yeah, on my mama
You gotta do what you feel you gotta do

[Verse 1: Sevin]
Ay, ay
Ay look homie
I ain't came for the book
Lonely
The cheese bread and the lettuce is good fo' me
In the wood bromies
Out of state with a jug on me
And they would hate but now it's too late
To look for me
I'm out now
I'm south bound to this cow town
My rellies said they're out here eatin'
I'm ready to chow down
Put all ten toes on the foul ground
They been knowin' the west coast is ferocious
Since "Bow Down"
What's the deal I'm fo' shill
I'm still on the grind
Yes honey fresh money still on the mind
They be hatering
Laser beams still on the nine
If it's a mill on the line
Then I am willon' to sign
So cash in
Or end up in a trash bin
When the masked men
Dress up like the Task and then crash in
It's too late to dash then
Father forgive us for our greed
Cuz we certainly have sinned